Did I fall asleep under the spruces in the garden?
Because I had the strangest dream & you were there
We walked along an empty riverside at dawn
& you could almost touch a crimson august sky

I knew that I'd been there before
But when I reached out for you
The sc

The wind is in the birches
On an empty afternoon
And it feels as if I'm fading
Into the colours of the room
That is gray and dull and sleepy
And soon another day is done
You're always humming to yourself, son
Where are the words that match your song?

And the str

Sometimes it seems like only yesterday
I who never was one to fold my hands and pray turned to the sky
It was the spookiest July I've ever seen
There was a whispering in the wire & a song in the trees

How I wanted you to step in to my world
And brighten the shade
Ho

Lately I've looked at the moon
Through the dim window-glass of this old cellar room
And winter has come since we last talked
Fog's rolling in on the river walk

And the noise from the motorway stays the night through
When the working day's over there's not a lot that I can d

It seems such a long time ago now
And still somehow just a second away
But if feels like these old streets were different
When you and I were young

Took a walk down the street
Like a record on repeat
I just can't seem to let it all go

And spring is on the rise

There's a shadow hanging around
The neighbourhood hears spooky sounds
I hear that he's a bit peculiar
There are rumours all over town

There's a shadow but I've never seen his face
I hear he sleeps away his days
He seems a little bit familiar
He seems a little bit li

On this bleary night
Twilight fades the flowers & the pines
A pale moon's on the rise

And the lily pond lies still
And mirrors a hazy opal sky
September has arrived

So we go for a walk
The houses in the street
Are faded & pale like old photographs

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How do I start to tell the story?
The pale stars? The sky's dim glow?
The clouds that gathered silently above Bookbinder Road?

& the roses in the garden watched when the moment froze
As the door to that summer closed

Where do I continue? With the fullness of the moon?

Follow me down, will you please, through these roads in my mind
And I'll shut my eyes as we wait for the tape to rewind
To an august of magic and dust and sour summer wine
And it's there that my thoughts wander still every time
That the wind moves through the branches of these pi

Walk with me to Madeleine Street
I'll be waiting on the corner
Where the wind from the river blows in
And I'll let it carry me back to where our story began

Walk with me & I'll take your hand
And we'll lay down in the grass
And It's a nice day for letting your thoug