AUTUMN (Bliss) Voice, guitars, whistle, concertina, piano - with Patsy Matheson, Maggie Boyle and Bryony Griffith This dates from a time when I was not writing ‘folk’ songs - but you may still spot the influences Should I ever ask you round, Now the madness of the summer’s slipped away? Never to hold you in my arms God forbid that I should give you cause to misunderstand Will life ever be the same? Teased by hollow laughter, racked by mellow pain In the autumn of our love - the leaves will turn to blue In the autumn of our love - for a winter without you In the autumn of our love - must you turn your face away In the autumn of our love - now is the winter of our days
Like a fool I wandered back down to where we used to lie But now the place is damp and deserted Dripping down as if in mockery Funny but my eyes would not join in Will life ever be the same? Teased by hollow laughter, racked by mellow pain In the autumn of our love - the leaves will turn to blue In the autumn of our love - for a winter without you In the autumn of our love - must you turn your face away In the autumn of our love - now is the winter of our days Recorded on Mixed Moss with help from Maggie Boyle, Patsy Matheson and Bryony Griffith | ||