THE HUSH OF NOVEMBER

THE HUSH OF NOVEMBER

WRITTEN BY J.R HILTON

2O18

THE NIGHT MOVES FREELY

FLOWS PAST THE HUNTERS MOON

ALL THE STARS AGLOW

THE MIST RISING DOWN BELOW

TIME CHIPS AWAY

THE MAGIC OF THE NIGHT

CHASING THE DAWN

TO THE SUNRISES DELIGHT

THE DAYS COMING ON

THE MAGIC TAGS ALONG

PAINTING COLORS IN THE SKY

YOU SEE IT LIKE YOU FEEL IT

DRESS IT UP AND BE IT

NO WAY YOU CAN BEAT IT

LIKE A RHYTHM ON THE DRUMS

YOUR CHOICES ARE CUT AND DRIED

TIME HONORED TRUE AND TRIED

MEADOW AND VALE

LIE IN LAZY SUNSHINE

LEAFLESS TREES

NO LEAVES TO HIDE THEM

THEY LAY BLUSHING DYING

ON THE GROUND

IN THE HUSH OF NOVEMBER

COMING ON

BRANCHES BARE

POINT THE WAY TO THE SUN

BUT ITS ON THE RUN

FINISHED HERE

COLD AND GRAY, ANY DAY NOW

ON THE WAY

ALMOST SOMETHING SAD IN THE AIR

SUNSET BRINGS ANOTHER DAY TO CLOSE
SKIES OF ORANGE AND ROSE
LAUGH AT DUSK
JUST THE TWO OF US FOR TEA
YOU AND ME
THIS SERENITY
THIS CALM BEFORE THE STORMS

HOLD ONTO THESE DAYS THAT YIELD
FROM ACROSS THE FIELD
THE HUNTER'S MOON GLOWS 
THE HEARTH ALIGHT
ON A COLD DARK NIGHT
THE HUSH OF NOVEMBERS VOICE
RISING WITH THE WIND
AND I'M SITTING HERE
WITH YOU AGAIN
AND THAT'S OKAY WITH ME
ITS JUST WHAT I NEED

WHEN THE COLD WINDS BLOW SO CHILL
WHEN I'VE HAD MY FILL
CAN'T TAKE ANOTHER DAY
IN THE COLD
ITS ONLY YOU
LIKE A PROMISE OF SPRING
AND I'M JUST HAPPY
I'M HERE WITH YOU
ITS THE HUSH OF NOVEMBER
WE'LL GET THROUGH 
PERHAPS TOO SOON