Anthony Phillips - Magdalen Lyrics
She takes the morning airShe take the utmost careShe's very goodShe sets the flowers arightShe gives the birds their flightShe's very good - she's very good to meWestminster strollingBattersea rolling byAnd in the nightYou will find herAt her easel drawingDucks and drakes,Cathedral eyesShe is one of the bestYou can be sure of itMagdalen, of the misty eyesYou didn't think I'd lose you againMagdalen, sees the shifting skiesHer majesty makes mighty of menMagdalen's gone to Edinburgh spiresAnd she's holding your life in her hands - in her handsWho holds the world outside?Who stills the rising tide?She's very goodWho weaves the stars display?Who seals the dwindling day?She's very good - she's very good to me,Oxford bells ringing,Phantom choirs singingMagdalen, of the misty eyesThe world is waiting at behestMagdalen, sees the shifting skiesAnd old St. Ives stands firm in the WestMagdalen's gone to Edinburgh spiresAnd she's holding your life in her handsHolding your life in her hands - In her handsWe watch the Autumn glowWe take the evening slowIt's very goodWe hear the vespers rungAnd night's web deftly spunIt's very good, it's very good that sheSleepy car stories;Lighthouse livesGulls crying, "storm"!And in the nightYou will find herIn the sistine chapelLooking downCathedral mindShe was here from the startShe has seen all of it....Magdalen, of the misty eyesYou didn't think I'd lose you againMagdalen, sees the shifting skiesHer majesty makes mighty of menMagdalen's gone to Edinburgh spiresAnd she's holding your life in her hands - in her handsAnd she's holding your life in her handHolding our lives in her hands, in her hands
