Thickets Songtext
von Argyle Goolsby

Winter conspires
to consume the fires
of summer love
Snowflakes are itching
to undo the stitching
of our blue skies.
We danced in the days of love
We danced in the days of love
We danced in the days of love
Where′s our blue skies?


Thickets are swelling
Their tendril mass dwelling
upon our path
Gray haze of twilight
construes Rays of sunlight
to weakened beams
We danced in the days of love.
We danced in the days of love
We danced in the days of love
Where's our blue skies?

Please, can you tell me now who froze the stream?
Please can you tell me now who froze the stream
Whereupon we leaned
against wildwood trees
And where the whispering water had Bouyanced our dreams.

I swear that no matter what this season brings
I swear that no matter what this season brings
I′ll remember these days
and our erstwhile ways
And the whispering water
that Bouyanced our dreams
that Bouyanced our dreams
that Bouyanced our dreams
that Bouyanced our dreams
that Bouyanced our
dreams