Spring '69

The mist of change begin to clear
The dark of ages disappear
The bats are back and lizard here
The thought of summer is more then I could bear

Crying man I know he is wrong
Its just that winter is been so long
And everything is going so wrong
A summer bring such hope within springsong

If things come sooner soon they must

I promise myself to clear the dust
That?s building up inside my head
Shrinking the rope of life into this fraying fret

The mist of change begin to clear
The dark of ages disappear
The bats are back., the lizard here
The thought of summer is more then I could bear