Written in November 2013 as a reflection of everything Autumn and the deep cycles in life. The mandolin part uses elements of Cooley's reel.
Official Video: vimeo.com/79102622
I hear Your voice on the breeze,
it whispers in Autumn trees,
the golden leaf tells the tale,
of how it turned bright right before it fell
and how it will grow again.
Winter's around the bend,
her cold eyes like my best friends,
we'll dance around on slippery ground,
till the whole Earth blooms again.
We're waiting, we're waiting for the end,
but it just starts again.
When I feel like I'm fallin',
the wild wind whispers again,
"My how you've grown my friend,
you're bright and beautiful but tend,
to forget you'll rise again!"
released November 11, 2013
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