Album Name : Geese in the Flyway
Release Date : 2010-11-24
Song Duration : 4:44
Rogue Valley Singing Grasshopper Gathering Ant
the bright moon of harvest is nigh
the air is crisp; an apple's first bite
the wooly bear is showing its stripes
the grasshopper sings while the ant gathers
I've been searching the sky
for some kind of sign
can't change anything
how the colors would fade
with the light of the day
the palette does grey
all too soon, my love
the fields are bursting with fruits
migrant workers come to dig up the roots
how many mile will they walk in their boots
an old blackbird sings the autumn leaves scatter
I rush through the days
like some crushing wave
tomorrow can't wait
oh, winter will come
but before it's begun
let the warm, heavy sun
capture you, my love
the water is cold her rosy cheeks dull
the grasshopper slows
its intervals the devil finds sight
I've been searching the sky
for some kind of sign
I can't change anything
how the colors will fade
with the light of the day
the palette does grey
all too soon, my love
idleness brings wanting, it stings
when before it was effortless
and endless my love
