Lyrics and songs from Laurie Lewis

Leaves are falling and turning to showers of gold As the postman climbs up our long hill And there's sympathy written all over his face As he hands me a couple more bills Who will watch the home place Who will tend my hearts dear space Who will fill my empty place When I am gone from here There's a lovely green nook by a clear-running stream It was my place when I was quite small And it's creatures and sounds could soothe my worst pains But today they don't ease me at all In my grandfather's shed there are hundreds of tools I know them by feel and by name And like parts of my body they've patched this old place When I move them they won't be the same Now I wander around touching each blessed thing The chimney the tables the trees And my memories swirl 'round me like birds on the wing When I leave here oh who will I be
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