Bodies Of Water

Open rhythms,
open rhythms,
open rhytms
hanging down from the cider trees,
swinging low in the autumn breeze,
the rhythm's play.

Singing out from behind the leaves.
Open rhythms,
open rhythms,
open rhytms
hanging down from the cider trees,
swinging low in the autumn breeze,
the rhythm's play.
Singing out from behind the leaves.
Open rhythms,
open rhythms,
open rhytms.