Iris's Song (Version Two)

I climbed the peaks of glass with you And walked a world of brass with you And gladly left the glaring streets To share a bed of grass with you You made the elder burn for me And cut the bird filled thorn for me And through the ripening summer days You bade the white road turn for me Lock up the lark love And pin back the sky We need a space in which to work And sing and die I rode the dark green deep with you And drove our dreams like sheep with you And now my love please let me cross Brown boundaries of sleep with you