Funny Time Of Year Songtext
von Beth Gibbons & Rustin Man

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 travelling 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 cryin' 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 cryin' has taken me in this year

It′s a funny time of year
I can see no blossom 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 cryin′ has taken me in this year

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