Jane Siberry - White Tent The Raft

there's a red leaf
that falls from a purple tree
it falls it floats down
one red leaf against a clear blue sky
it floats down
past the marbles in the clearing
beneath the geese in flight
to the darkening river

in the autumn light
where it touches down
oh, like a great bird landing
tears of autumn
there's a white tent that sits
in the middle of a raft
that floats down
floats down the middle of a river
of a stream floating down
and the tears streaming
from the mind's eye
streaming back beyond
the white sheets that flap and fly
oh, tears of wanting

the white tent the raft
the white tent the raft
the white tent the raft