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Songs / Red Berries

Born without a clue. A lifetime later, situation largely unchanged. Nevertheless, one perseveres.....

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Red Berries - the song

Red Berries

Redberries in the bushes,

the leaves are fallin to the ground

The air is getting colder,

the grass is turnin brown

Wintertime is comin

Great God that gets me down


Clouds are getting greyer,

the ground is always wet

The wind is blowin harder,

the sun is always set

Wintertime is comin

Great God that gets me down


Nighttime's getting longer,

the window's always closed

The fire's almost useless,

there's dampness in my clothes/soul

Wintertime is comin

Great God that gets me down


Everything is gloomy,

everything is grey

People pass each other,

there's nothin left to say

Nothin left to say

There's nothin left to say.

Nothin left to say

© 2020 Deacon Martin