New England Man
I'm a New England Man
I live for the moment the grass goes green
The leaves turn red
The night gets lean
And the flowers go dead
Yeah I'm a New England Man
The belch of the blackbird reminds me where and when I am
'cause I'm a New England Man
This particular way of dealing with each day
Knowing May will follow decay
Allows me to stay
Hopeful in the dark
Wary of the light
Knowing what's loose will soon be tight
My father died in the peak of spring
The hawthorne in full bloom
And though I knew it was coming near
His last breath came too soon
The next year when I saw that tree open up again
The ache I felt was poultice
My heart began to mend
'cause I'm a New England Man
This particular way of dealing with each day
Knowing May will follow decay
Allows me to stay
Hopeful in the dark
Wary of the light
Knowing what's loose will soon be tight
What will be the philosophy of the next New England Man?
The one with longer summers,
And in winter needs a fan?
Will he too mark his time by the sprouting of the ash?
Or will he live forever aloof and unattached?
Aloof and unattached
Aloof and unattached
Aloof and unattached
Aloof and unattached
Aloof and unattached
I live for the moment the grass goes green
The leaves turn red
The night gets lean
And the flowers go dead
Yeah I'm a New England Man
The belch of the blackbird reminds me where and when I am
'cause I'm a New England Man
This particular way of dealing with each day
Knowing May will follow decay
Allows me to stay
Hopeful in the dark
Wary of the light
Knowing what's loose will soon be tight
My father died in the peak of spring
The hawthorne in full bloom
And though I knew it was coming near
His last breath came too soon
The next year when I saw that tree open up again
The ache I felt was poultice
My heart began to mend
'cause I'm a New England Man
This particular way of dealing with each day
Knowing May will follow decay
Allows me to stay
Hopeful in the dark
Wary of the light
Knowing what's loose will soon be tight
What will be the philosophy of the next New England Man?
The one with longer summers,
And in winter needs a fan?
Will he too mark his time by the sprouting of the ash?
Or will he live forever aloof and unattached?
Aloof and unattached
Aloof and unattached
Aloof and unattached
Aloof and unattached
Aloof and unattached
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Writer(s): Michael Goodwin
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