Pines Behind The Time
These are the days that send a shiver to the heart
Oh my love, the sidewalks still lead to spring
As surely as the swan song plays its vital part
Like a stone that goes on missing from a ring
Moon cycles never bend for passers-by
Oh it’s true, I never saw the future clear
But the ceremony grounds are thawing dry
And I know the way to get there from here
The town crier and the torch-bearer missed the sign
But I knew you when I saw you , behind the time
The people’s history of resistance to the fears
That pasture’s of plenty will never find their door
And justice withheld that was held so dear
So that them that have can have a little more
When the clock strikes twelve on the little farm towns
And the wind blows the dust as thick as thieves
The bough that breaks and the cradle that falls down
And the world that unto our children we will leave
I remember the night train down the line
Oh running right on schedule, behind the time
If I could leave you as I found you blessed
As the flakes of snow into May extend
There’s nothing I would take from who you are
That wasn’t given, or wasn’t there to mend
There is a touch that can free the captive mind
To be done, at once, right here, behind the time
