Dark was the Night

I love the Dark was the Night album.  What's not to love?

This sad, nostalgic song seems especially nice on a grey winter day begging for sunshine.


The lyrics:

an easy swing had it's time shouldered

-slow bending axe.
now it's a photo framed.
the swing hasn't had it.

and here we are rebuilding road
right by roosting towns.
it's just like the love
-the one that's never been enough.

so i'm counting on your fingers
cause you've reattached the twitch
and if you (go) want opinion,
i will die along the ditches.

and every summer is a hot token
to the cold, cold take of rust.
and every autumn singes
with the business of sadness.

fred had it wrong they sing
honey let it burn
and the curve in the country
is never served

so i'm counting on your fingers
cause you've reattached the twitch
and if you (go) want opinion,
i will die along the ditches.


beck