Country Harvest Time
When the apple is ripe it will fall
There's nothing will stop it at all
Who's afraid of yesterday
At Country Harvest Time
Silent Light's sightless sight
Sees no one inside
Monkey talk's in the dock
At Country Harvest Time
When the wind blows your name from my lips
And my finger finds no need to grip
Now and here all doubts are cleared
At Country Harvest Time
Silent Light's sightless sight
Sees no one inside
Monkey talk's in the dock
At Country Harvest Time
You think you've the ghost of a chance
To change the steps of the dance
Armageddon with a smile
At Country Harvest Time
For downloads and links to John's music, see his About
the Author page.
