Oak of old
Album: LMNT
By: Secret Circus
By: Secret Circus
Duration
5:56
Genres
Description
Chromatic blues. Brothers Grim meets Edgar Allan Poe.
Lyrics
Oak of old, naked and cold. Limbs chilled to the bone. Skin bare, wind-blown. He shed his coat of red and gold. The light of day came and passed. Shades of night they fell so fast. Long the summer sunlight shone. But time has come when birds have flown. Oak of old, bitter and cold. Heart turned to stone. Still there, all alone. And he shed his coat of red and gold. He saw the darkening of the skies, saw it clearly with open eyes. Long the summer sunlight shone, but now the northern wind has blown. Sunflower child's last nod to the sun. Summer's over, summer's gone. Let go of your gold, fall has begun. It's time to move on! Flowers die when days grow cold.