October Song
I'll sing you this October song
There's no song before it
The words and tune are none of my own
For my joys and sorrows bore it
Beside the sea the brambly briars
ln the still of evening
Birds fly out behind the sun
And with them l'll be leaving
The faIIen leaves that jewel the ground
They know the art of dying
And leave with joy their glad gold hearts
In scarlet shadows Iying
When hunger calls my footsteps home
The morning follows after
l swim the seas within my mind
And the pine trees laugh green Iaughter
l used to search for happiness
l used to follow pleasure
But l found a door behind my mind
And that's the greatest treasure
For rulers like to lay down laws
And rebels like to break them
And the poor priests like to walk in chains
l met a man whose name was time
He said I must be going
But just how long ago that was
l have no way of knowing
Somelimes l want to murder time
Sometimes when my heart's aching
But mostly l just stroll along
The path that he is taking
l'll sing you this October Song
There is no song before it
The words and tune are none of my own
For my joys and sorrows bore it
Beside the sea the brambly briars
In the cool of evening
The birds fly out behind the sun
And with them l'll be Ieaving
There's no song before it
The words and tune are none of my own
For my joys and sorrows bore it
Beside the sea the brambly briars
ln the still of evening
Birds fly out behind the sun
And with them l'll be leaving
The faIIen leaves that jewel the ground
They know the art of dying
And leave with joy their glad gold hearts
In scarlet shadows Iying
When hunger calls my footsteps home
The morning follows after
l swim the seas within my mind
And the pine trees laugh green Iaughter
l used to search for happiness
l used to follow pleasure
But l found a door behind my mind
And that's the greatest treasure
For rulers like to lay down laws
And rebels like to break them
And the poor priests like to walk in chains
l met a man whose name was time
He said I must be going
But just how long ago that was
l have no way of knowing
Somelimes l want to murder time
Sometimes when my heart's aching
But mostly l just stroll along
The path that he is taking
l'll sing you this October Song
There is no song before it
The words and tune are none of my own
For my joys and sorrows bore it
Beside the sea the brambly briars
In the cool of evening
The birds fly out behind the sun
And with them l'll be Ieaving
Credits
Writer(s): Robin Williamson
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