watching the fat old sun fall in the sky
a child’s laughter fills my ears
singing to me, singing to me
above the horizon
Well I dig this change in the weather
I dig these changes in me…
Remember what the dormouse said…
Feed your head
So goodbye yellow brick road…
Part of the former Cheney Mills, off of Pine Street, Manchester, CT
Out past the old main street a storm threatens, darkness creates the mood… yes, take a long holiday… let your children play.
The working farm is endangered, but never to be forgotten; yes, the times they are a changing.