Third track for FAWM. Slow fingerpicking style.

There's a window to a word oh yes I know
Where normal people like to go
Time goes fast and time goes slow
A place where many seeds are sewn

A place I fill with the ones I love
A place I sometimes say goodbye
A place for people I've been thinking of

So meet me there across the sea,
Or when the chimes ring out thirteen
Boats rock gently in the quay
May Beulah stay forever green

A place I fill with the ones I love
A place I sometimes say goodbye
A place for people I've been thinking of

And when the winter's long and cruel
And all the rivers start to slow
I'll step into that endless pool
And think of Beulah as I go

A place I fill with the ones I love
A place I sometimes say goodbye
A place for people I've been thinking of