From the recording Bear Jams and Cello Jams

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words and music by Martha Colby

Lyrics

In a milky white autumn sky
a crow flies.
Black wings on orange leaves
the wind sighs goodbye.

Brittle brown cornices
silhouette Beacon mountain,
Bricks balanced precariously
til elements surmount them
and they fall. Then they fall.

(chorus)
And now you're here
and you're dancing
in a castle so young and inspired.
A little girl
swings in the roses
with the Bannerman's name standing high.
And you don't need a wheelchair to fly
and that river keeps coursing on by.

The castle's still standing here
shrouded in myth and in legend.
But it's walls enclose empty air
history's imagination.
You're gone

(chorus)
And now you're here
and you're dancing
in a castle so young and inspired
A little girl
swings in the roses
with the Bannerman's name standing high
And you don't need an aid now to hear
and that river keeps coursing so near.

And now you're here
and you're running
and the castle is brightly displayed.
A little girl
with her Grandma
and a long life before her is laid.
And you don't need you're glasses to see
and that river keeps coursing through me.