B.Knox – Seasons
Genre Country, Folk

LYRIC
Seasons

When all the light has dimmed
And the wind has ceased its calling
When all the waves grow still again

And the stars finish falling
In ash or box or scattered thought
Where little else remains
The dirt will hold our memories
And the stones will bear our names

Still think of you winter's cold
A kiss on icy streets
I see your face in spring's desire
A smile between the sheets
I smell your skin in summer time
All love and salt and sweat
I hear your name on autumn's wind
The name I can't forget
Whеn I hear it spoke aloud
My heart bеats a little faster
My mind cannot control itself
Like eyes drawn to disaster
And everything behind us
Catches up in time
I hunger for the stillness
Of a contented mind

When all the light has dimmed
And the wind has ceased its calling
When all the waves are still again
And the stars finish falling
In ash or box or scattered thought
Where little else remains
The dirt will hold our memories
And the stones will bear our names
Names

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