Breaking the Spell Van Morrison

Now you see the world of glamour
Now you see the natural world
Walk with me down by the river
Standing by the big old tree

Can you meet me on a Sunday?
Sunday morning if you’re free
You don’t need no umbrella
Meet me by the greenwood tree

Breaking the spell
Breaking the spell
Breaking the spell of the bright shiny objects

I’m breaking the spell
Breaking the spell
Breaking the spell
Breaking the spell
Breaking the spell of the lower vibration
I’m breaking the spell
Brеaking the spell

Take a brеather from the rat race
And these crazy nights and days
I’ve been up here in the country
Taking all my own advice