While the Day Is With Me

The pines are nodding, the wind's blowing north
a wildcat on a far ledge paces back and forth
but something calls softly for me to come home
a pint of sweet spirits...an old book of poems
but soothing as rum and rhyme can be
there remains life in the hills that I must see

while the day is with me
while the day is with me

I've heard that time heals all wounds but age
so I should find a path 'fore darkness draws its wage
for like a hummingbird over daffodils
the sun hovers above high western hills
but lazy hearts are a snare of the light
so my hours wane but I won't plan for night

while the day is with me
while the day is with me
to show me what life should be

now death is neither a friend nor a foe
just a coachman who takes you when it's time to go
but some pray their rooms'll be dark...their dreams'll be deep
that death will slip 'neath their door while they sleep
but if I hear that pale horse approach
I want to salute the hills and board that coach

while the day is with me
while the day is with me
to show me what life should be

(c)2003 Robert George

[This message has been edited by couchgrouch (edited 08-15-2003).]


Nashville demos etc:

https://www.soundclick.com/bands3/default.cfm?bandID=431939

other demos:

https://soundcloud.com/wabash-cannibal

Amazon Kindle books by Robert George you may enjoy:

1) Americana

2) Teenage Graceland

3) The Will to Be

4) Fort Mystery

5) Wheel Sea

6) My One True Love