Beyond and Before (Nightride Sessions, Early 1968) - Yes
Sparkling trees of silver foam
Cast shadows soft in winter home
Swaying branches breaking sound
Lonely forest trembling ground
Masquerading leaves of blue
Run circles round the morning dew
Patterns understood by you
Reaching out beyond and before
Time like gold dust brings mind down
To levels hidden underground
Say a few words to the wind
That's all that's left
Of winter's friend
Reaching the snow in
The days of the cold
Casting a spell out of ice
Now that you're gone
The summer's too long
And it seems like the end
Of my life beyond and before
Sparkling trees of silver foam
Cast shadows soft in winter home
Swaying branches breaking sound
Lonely forest trembling ground
Masquerading leaves of blue
Run circles round the morning dew
Patterns understood by you
Reaching out beyond and before
