Lyrics: Phil Ochs
Music: Phil Ochs

Played by Robert Hunter on 25 April 2002.

Sit by my side, come as close as the air
Share in a memory of gray
Wander in my words, dream about the pictures that I play
Of changes

Green leaves of summer turn red in the fall
To brown and to yellow they fade
And then they have to die, trapped within the circle time parade
Of changes

Scenes of my young years were warm in my mind
Visions of shadows that shine
Till one day I returned and found they were the victims of the vines
Of changes

The world's spinning madly, it drifts in the dark
Swings through a hollow of haze
A race around the stars, a journey through the universe ablaze
With changes

Moments of magic will glow in the night
All fears of the forest are gone
But when the morning breaks they're swept away by golden drops of dawn
Of changes

Passions will part to a strange melody
As fires will sometimes burn cold
Like petals in the wind, we're puppets to the silver strings of souls
Of changes

Your tears will be trembling, now we're somewhere else
One last cup of wine we will pour
And I'll kiss you one more time, and leave you on
the rolling river shores of changes

Further Information
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