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 hold 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 hold at last
Deep in this dream I let the calmness keep 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...