Well. Seems to be a shanty, sung by Landlocked. It's useful, though, Trevor if you can be just slightly more definite, or else you will end up getting stuff like this

Winter's Veil

Row, on row, on row they stand
Stark and bare across the land;
Stripped of all the eye did please;
Frost imprisoned brittle leaves.

Cold, cold, the morning air,
That with its misty shroud does pale
This woodland scene of summer past,
Entombed by winter's snowy veil.

Silence, silence, sounds bereft,
No melody of feathered friends;
Just echoes of sweet madrigals;
Mute witness to the seasons trends.

;-)
Ian