\nCome child and hear what I have to say…
\nI am the cause, I am the autumn moon
\nI bring the change that hangs around till June<\/p>\n
Don\u2019t follow me, on my way down
\nOld winding roads, full of thorns on the ground
\nListen to the song the sweet piper plays
\nJust around the bend we will find the way<\/p>\n
Mockingbird in a willow tree
\nBlack hound standing right next to me
\nSummer breeze sings and calls my name
\nIt\u2019s too early for the seasons change<\/p>\n
Don\u2019t follow me, on my way down
\nOld winding roads, full of thorns on the ground
\nListen to the song that the sweet piper plays
\nJust around the bend we will find the way<\/p>\n
My brother lays in an open grave
\nJust past the brook on an winters’ day
\nLook at the trees how they bend and sway
\nRight past the moon is the light of day<\/p>\n
Don\u2019t follow me, on my way down
\nOld winding roads, full of thorns on the ground
\nListen to the song that the sweet piper plays
\nJust around the bend we will find the way<\/strong><\/ br><\/p>\n
-Chris Tapp @Copyright 2018<\/ br> On My Way Down I heard a whisper on a rainy day Come child and hear what I have to say… I am the cause, I am the autumn moon I bring the change that hangs around till June Don\u2019t … Continue reading
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