When the Night Came On, It Was Very Calm
December 14, 2012
Green leaves of summer turn red in the fall To brown and to yellow they fade. And then they have to die, trapped within the circle time parade of changes. The world’s spinning madly, it drifts in the dark It swings through a hollow of haze, A race around the stars, a journey through The … More When the Night Came On, It Was Very Calm