Paroles de Eight Long Months

Eight long months With nothing showing With not one coming And in the swelter nothing growing Well, July’s heat Brought us to our knees But we’re still crawling When the Spring came with rain Oh, it came all at once in a down pour And the hail came with With all its knives and its fists And left our garden sore Their heads looked down And their backs bent over like orphans And I wondered if what I planted in the ground Had any chance of becoming what I’m hoping Nine long months We just returned from a wedding It's things like these That make me think of where we’re heading The heart’s trapeze Has no comfort of the netting But the tears that are shed in a drought Are more precious for the letting And the Fall came gentle And the blossoms that were wrinkled began to open And the August that had pressed on us so hard September had broken So prune it off, we’ll see Or pull them up if no fruit is setting Because the Fall is here And because the garden’d be fairer for replanting December comes And a baby is awakened And frost may fall But our hope, it wasn’t taken And the Summer earth was dormant But the Winter fruit is persevering