September..

. So, it's almost gone, September...
and this year it has been as beautiful as only September can be.
It's almost as if nature is saying... sorry, but the summer has gone
now, so to make it easier, go walk in the early morning mists that
hug the valleys, go feast your eyes on these stunning colours, go listen,

to our own blackbirds song, now the swallows have left for southern skies.

   September seems to me, now, a month in which to reminisce.

I remember Rebecca... she bought me this song by Sting a long time ago...

Or was it only yesterday........ eat your waters kiddo......... x

... surely nothing can stop it now?

    Sully and Brady are leavin'..... and I'm ..........

... spioncop put me on to this guy Phil Ochs.
This is a cover version by Ani DiFranco of  one of his tracks.
It's close to being the most beautiful track I've ever heard.




..... are you brave enough to listen while you're alone?

  There's no place in this world where I'll belong when I'm gone

  And I won't know the right from the wrong when I'm gone

  And you won't find me singin' on this song when I'm gone

  So I guess I'll have to do it while I'm here.

  And I won't feel the flowing of the time when I'm gone

  All the pleasures of love will not be mine when I'm gone

  My pen won't pour a lyric line when I'm gone

  So I guess I'll have to do it while I'm here.

  And I won't breathe the bracing air when I'm gone

  And I can't even worry 'bout my cares when I'm gone

  Won't be asked to do my share when I'm gone

  So I guess I'll have to do it while I'm here.

  And I won't be running from the rain when I'm gone

  And I can't even suffer from the pain when I'm gone

  Can't say who's to praise and who's to blame when I'm gone

  So I guess I'll have to do it while I'm here.

  Won't see the golden of the sun when I'm gone

  And the evenings and the mornings will be one when I'm gone

  Can't be singing louder than the guns when I'm gone

  So I guess I'll have to do it while I'm here.

  And all my days won't be dances of delight when I'm gone

  And the sands will be shifting from my sight when I'm gone

  Can't add my name into the fight when I'm gone

  So I guess I'll have to do it while I'm here.

  And I won't be laughing at the lies when I'm gone

  And I can't question how or when or why when I'm gone

  Can't live proud enough to die when I'm gone

  So I guess I'll have to do it while I'm here.....

11th September 2001

... have they changed?