Worktown
Listening to Lucinda on the back porch with my wife
Looking for Orion, drinking red wine
Little bits of loveliness are falling from the sky
Little slips of my baby
There
The cool of late September and the changing of the leaves
Sometimes you work all summer just to have nights like these
I hear Latin music drifting o
I hear people laughing and life feels so very good
There
Here
Here
Start a revolution where peace and justice reign
Where hearts and souls mean so much more than just pieces in a game
There
There
