From the recording WOODEN MUSIC
a snapshot: late nights in the kitchen in the old house by the river
I still hear that creek whispering in my dreams....
Lyrics
sickle moon...why do you bring me down so low
I've got a long road behind me
I've still got a way to go
nothing moves this evening...everything is still
everything is waiting breathless in the chill
the creaking of the floorboards as I'm stoking up the fire
the slow and steady breathing of time just slipping by
and that sickle moon...why do you bring me down so low
I've got a long road behind me
I've still got a way to go
there's wine on the table, whiskey in the jar
the one I love is sleeping....dreaming up the future
frost is on the hillside, snow is in the air
tide it moves the river....I'm just sitting here
with that sickle moon...why do you bring me down so low
I've got a long road behind me
I've still got a way to go