"When Fall Comes to New England"
Oct. 18th, 2005 12:23 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
I've been waiting and waiting to post this. There have been beautiful nights, with the moon playing hide-and-seek amidst softly glowing clouds or shining like a cosmic eye in a deep lapis expanse of sky, and beautiful sunrises and sunsets with multihued layers of cloud and golden sunbeams, but the days have been pretty damn dreary and drippy. Finally, though, it looks like iit's appropriate to post this song.
The turn of the seasons always gives me hope; nothing, no matter how bad (or how good) lasts forever.
This song is by Cheryl Wheeler, but the version that plays in my heart is always sung by the Three Weird Sisters.
When Fall Comes To New England
Words And Music By:
Cheryl Wheeler
When fall comes to new england
The sun slants in so fine
And the air's so clear
You can almost hear the grapes grow on the vine
The nights are sharp with starlight
And the days are cool and clean
And in the blue sky overhead
The northern geese fly south instead
And leaves are Irish Setter red
When fall comes to New England
When fall comes to New England
And the wind blows off the sea
Swallows fly in a perfect sky
And the world was meant to be
When the acorns line the walkways
Then winter can't be far
From yellow leaves a blue jay calls
Grandmothers Walk Out In Their Shawl
And Chipmunks Run The Old Stone Walls
When fall comes to New England
The frost is on the pumpkin
The squash is off the vine
And winter warnings race across the sky
The squirrels are on to something
And they're working overtime
The foxes blink and stare and so do I
'Cause when fall comes to New England
Oh I can't turn away
From fading light on flying wings
And late good-byes a robin sings
And then another thousand things
When fall comes to New England
When fall comes to New England
The turn of the seasons always gives me hope; nothing, no matter how bad (or how good) lasts forever.
This song is by Cheryl Wheeler, but the version that plays in my heart is always sung by the Three Weird Sisters.
When Fall Comes To New England
Words And Music By:
Cheryl Wheeler
When fall comes to new england
The sun slants in so fine
And the air's so clear
You can almost hear the grapes grow on the vine
The nights are sharp with starlight
And the days are cool and clean
And in the blue sky overhead
The northern geese fly south instead
And leaves are Irish Setter red
When fall comes to New England
When fall comes to New England
And the wind blows off the sea
Swallows fly in a perfect sky
And the world was meant to be
When the acorns line the walkways
Then winter can't be far
From yellow leaves a blue jay calls
Grandmothers Walk Out In Their Shawl
And Chipmunks Run The Old Stone Walls
When fall comes to New England
The frost is on the pumpkin
The squash is off the vine
And winter warnings race across the sky
The squirrels are on to something
And they're working overtime
The foxes blink and stare and so do I
'Cause when fall comes to New England
Oh I can't turn away
From fading light on flying wings
And late good-byes a robin sings
And then another thousand things
When fall comes to New England
When fall comes to New England
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Date: 2005-10-18 05:43 pm (UTC)Can see why it is the sort of thing that'd give you hope.
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Date: 2005-10-18 07:58 pm (UTC)Hm. May have to look for the music of that.
'Cause, gorgeous.
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Date: 2005-10-20 05:18 am (UTC)