Song Length |
4:33 |
Genre |
Folk - Americana |
Lyrics
Above The Fallen Trees
©Jeffrey C. Ashbaker 3-9-2020
Summer breeze, winter chill
Family trees, are shooting to kill
Happy daze, the night is calling to you
Evil waves are breaking on through
Indian summer, warming the equinox
And, Dog day thunderstorms lighting the way
Fireflies, rekindle memories
Autumn winds just blow them away
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But I can feel the wind blow, I can sense the chill
Call upon the memories, like you know I will
I have seen the forest, shifting with the breeze
Standing in the chaos, above the fallen trees
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-Instrument interlude -
Point of view, peer groups and social pages
Tried and true, the dollar will pay
Call a truce, too late for innocence
No excuse, it's the American way
Baby boomers, Father-Time was counting on you
Late bloomers, yeah, long time no see
Laugh or cry, Mother Nature's fantasizing
Live to die, it's a way to be free
--Repeat Chorus--
---Bridge---
I'll strum it, you drum it and we'll all sing
Love it or leave it, just believe it, it's the sure thing
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-----Repeat Chorus-----
-Tag & Out-