The Grey Time
(Bob Nolan)
Leaves are fallin’
Wild geese are callin’
The skies are red each dawn.
The autumn breeze the waters tease,
So they’ve put their white caps on.
All nature’s asleep
‘Neath a blanket snowflakes bring
‘Til softly kissed upon the cheek
By the warm gentle breath of Spring.
Now, should I follow the geese and the swallow,
Or thru the long nite yearn
And stay with the leaves from the barren trees,
And wait for your return?
(Recitation by Calin Coburn)
This song was never commercially recorded.
For permission to record Bob Nolan's music, contact: The Songwriter’s Guild of America