Song and Poetry by David Homan

Inspired by Shelley’s Autumn: A Dirge

Mona Kayhan, Vocals

Nadav Lev, Guitar
Yoed Nir, Cello/Strings
John Davis, Bass
David Homan, Piano
Ziv Ravitz, Drums/Percussion

With Avishai Cohen, Trumpet

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Intro: 

A Section:  There was a time, when the cold wind blewAnd I felt it . . . creeping inAll the years, all the yearsFelt empty.  Cold and Alone.

B Section:  You wanted me . . . to support your goalsI need you to finally fill my soulMy friend the wind . .. has been here beforeTo keep me from losing any more

A Section:  All the years, all the yearsI’ve been waiting . . for you to blowShe took my time . . . she took my lifeI want it back.  I want to back.

B Section:  Cold wind, gonna move my soulTelling me what . . I don’t want to be toldMy friend the wind . . . has been here beforeHe warns me ‘bout not waiting for more

Instrumental: 

Bridge:  I have to stop.  Just dig my grave, tuck me inI’m tired of blowing . . . to the whim of the windJust dig my grave, Tuck. Me. In. I’m tired of blowing . . . to the whim of the wind

A Section:  If I want it, can I take what’s mine?Can I have what’s left of my time?I want to save my soulFor me.

B Section:  Gotta be my voiceHolding me back was my choice.All the years. All those . . . 

A Section: Times, when the cold wind blewAnd I felt it . . . seeping inAll the years, all the yearsI’ve lived twice for today.