Lyrics

The field is still green
The trees are a glow
With embers for leaves
Fanned in the breeze
Are they holding on
Do you think they know
The North door is open
And a cold wind will blow

If you come and look
You surely should see
Can't really be blamed
Or ashamed to weep
Or covet, love it
And want it for keeps
The only one thing
That never does change
This petition I pray
It not go quietly
Into yesterday