Sad To See The Season Go Lyrics - Cowboy Junkies

(Michael Timmins) 

[First released on the "30-Hour Famine" benefit album] 

Transcribed by Jason 

Go Hollow boned and feathered she fell to him, 

wriggling perdition she plucked 

from deep within 

Feasted high on flowering branches 

the fruit of his heart 

he gave willingly for her song 

From fresh wounds were gathered 

thick sheaves of love 

He lay open palmed to her world: 

she stretched in arched abeyance, 

holding thunderclap and starlight in one mind 

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Sad to see the season go 

I'll miss the crackling of the air, 

the loss of all I know 

Sad to see the season go 

Indian corn and the bitter taste of envy in the air 

Mired now in cyclic decay. The nag of conquest 

Skeletal arms embrace a withering world 

Sad to see the season go 

I'll miss the crackling of the air, 

the loss of all I know 

Sad to see the season go 

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Locked here these dreams of you, 

imperfect dormant seeds 

There is a dignity to this solitude, 

a sparkling ambiguity 

both liquid and solid at one time