My Tea and the Tillerman

Oh on a sunny day I went
To walk a distant hill
I saw the splendor in the grass
I saw  the beginning at the last
In such a beautiful summer way
In  such a lovely melodic day
I sit with my thoughts on the Tillerman
I pondered  life and all
I felt I should go have tea with him
To have the answers I must get
I found my wqy up a distant hill
On a lovely summer day
The  sunlight shown so bright   alone
It captivated my melancboly memory.
Tea for the Tillerman