Wayne Perryman

I have lots of very fond memories of Bob. He and my dad [Lloyd Perryman] were very close and they spent a lot of time together working on songs or just enjoying each other’s company. I remember Bob's dog, Tumble. Bob never stopped mourning for the loss of that beautiful black Lab that he loved so much.

When my dad passed away, Bob couldn't come to the funeral because he was just too close to my dad to deal with it. Instead he wrote a poem for my mom and it was read at my dad's service.

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?

Bob was a very special human. He was reclusive by nature but still capable of real friendship and affection. He could be quiet and appear aloof, but he had a wonderful sense of humor and I can remember he and my dad giggling like kids over some shared joke.

He loved the sound of the Spanish language and he and my grandmother would speak Spanish together for hours. I think that some of the happiest times that my father had were with Bob.

Calin Coburn named the verse "The Grey Time" and recites it himself on the Lyrics page.