And October Turned To Gold

Eamon Friel Cop. Con.

Sky of one blue and the world was new
And the spring was bright and cold
Next or near to nowhere as false as it was true
And October turned to gold

Up jumped the light underneath the night
And the spring was bright and cold
By the river running as wrong as it was right
And October turned to gold

Always the wind from the west to warm the day
And the spring was bight and cold
Oh they prayed and promised they knew it wouldn’t stay
And October turned to gold

Always the wind from the west to warm the day
And the spring was bright and cold
Only oh if only but they knew it wouldn’t stay
And October turned to gold

Silver Street shone when the lights came on
And the spring was bright and cold
Underneath the mountain as good as it was gone
And October turned to gold