Funny Time Of Year, this October

Funny Time Of Year

These silent words of conversation
Hold me now this adulation
See me now

Oh it's easy now

Falling like a silent paper
Holding on to what may be

And I only hear
Only hear the rain

And many rains turn to rivers

Winter's here
And there ain't nothing gonna change
The winds are blowing telling me all I hear

Oh it's a funny time of year
There'll be no blossom on the trees

Turning now I see no reason
The voice of love so out of season
I need you now
But you can't see me now

I'm traveling with no destination
Still hanging on to what may be

It's a funny time of year

I can see there'll be no blossom on the trees
And time spent crying has taken me in this year

Oh it's a funny time of year
There'll be no blossom on the trees

Falling like a silent paper
Holding on to what may be
It's a funny time of year

I can see
There'll be no blossom on the trees
And time spent crying has taken me in this year

It's a funny time of year
I can see no blossom no blossom on the trees

Beth Gibbons & Rustin' Man