Lucy, remember
The smell of that fall
The fires of fungus

And the rotting leaves

I fell off the wagon

Into your arms
Into this long month of sundays


And you were my husband
My wife, my !@(%
Now this is our final December


Now deep in a forest
Losing all though of spring

And nothing can help me remember
And I'm going nowhere fast
A darker day has holed at last

Deep in a dream I set the calmness to spinning

And your love has come too late

Away from the garden gate
Wake me up when the blue bells are ringing


Now that it's over after all that we had
A river runs through the rafters down, down, down
Does it leave me sleeping? Dreaming only of spring

The phone rings out and I remember
But I'm going nowhere fast
A darker day has holed at last

Deep in this dream I set the calmness to spinning

And your love has come too late

Now wave to the garden gate
Wake me up when the blue bells are ringing
Ringing, ringing, ringing

Wanna hear them ringing, my love
Wanna hear them ringing
Ringing...