From the recording Winter

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Fredrick Brooks - lead vocal, acoustic guitar
Jeff Brackett - harmony
Joy Brooks - harmonies, flute

Here it’s March and we’ve had a long traditional winter. Frigid temperatures and endless snow, still, I love this season but I’m looking forward to Spring.  I don’t wish time away but a robin at my door or fleshy greens reaching for sunlight would be a welcome sight. Saying that, it’s supposed to be minus 20 tonight and I shovelled snow this morning; the season will give when it’s ready. 

Lyrics

Winter’s been long and hard
It’s the silence of these white days
With no robin at my door in song
To fly away

I watch the children play
Their heads bowed low beneath the grey
And it seems our time is all but frozen still

So rock me gently in your arms
And tell me stories how spring will come
I need the light on my face.

I see the great flock
Stretching far and wide
Their voices calling out in chorus
My angels of mercy

But still the ground is hard and fast
Captured by it’s frozen past
And soon the snow will fall

So rock me gently in your arms
And tell me stories how spring will come
I need the light on my face.

So rock me gently in your arms
And tell me stories how spring will come
I need the light on my face.

I need the light on my face.

I need the light on my face.

©Fredrick Brooks