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City Skies

The Torn Days of Winter

Swallows

Gone Away

'Till I Get Home

Better Days

The Winter of '85

White Horses

Lost Sight of the Way

 

 
Better Days

 

words: John Lambert / Richard Ashrowan
music: John Lambert

buzzards circle
in the rising moring air
a last reminder
of a dreamers crazy plane

they're catching thermals
twisting to the south
in this valley of dreams
a feather falls

and the soft summer sun
comes drifting through the trees
and i remember better days
and laughter on the breeze

and i named one
i named one for you
flying down the valley
in the gentle morning blue

the trees in the rain
caught in your eye
i see you living now
free upon the wind

and the soft summer sun
comes drifting through the trees
and i remember better days
and laughter on the breeze
and laughter on the breeze

 
 

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All text, images and music © John lambert 2008. Photography by Robbie Smith. Design by Richard Ashrowan.