"And Hiding Away" lyrics

I prize the cloudy, tearing sky
For the thoughts that flap and fly
For staying in and reading by
For sitting under

I read a book of Madeline
And her friends in two straight lines
In Paris, in a house with vines
Over its old face
Far, far is Paris...
And the sky is dark with mystery

Try, catch the thoughts that flap and fly
In the cloudy, tearing sky
That touch and stir and won't be tied-
And try to speak them

I think of my old Flower Sky
Of us, when we thought we were spies
Of bobbing eggs in Easter dyes
Of walks in London
Try, try to hold my love for you
It knows no measure

This is a day for hearing bagpipes
Somewhere playing
This is a day for hearing sarabands
And hiding away

Sky, I hold my tears if you do
Starling thoughts, go over me