From the recording Salt
Lyrics
Generous days
Frightening days
In equal measure
In the blessed home
Terrible days
Killer days
Without an answer
Standing alone
But the birds still sing
Yes, they do
And the kids still bring that smile to our lips
The way they do
Please don’t go on spinning
Like a spinning plate
All the pretty speeches are made
In this time past time
Turn it off all you like
Wring your hands a thousand times
Our new house guest
Dons a crown
And levels us all
With slippers and a gown
A messenger called
No surprise
You were around
And the coffee’s still sweet
Yes, it is
And we can walk in the middle of street
‘Tween clenched fists
Please don’t go on spinning
Like a spinning plate
The moment is dying at the gate
In this time past time
And you’re spinning it into gold
You’re spinning it into gold
Spinning it into
Nothing to hold
In this time past time
Time
It takes time, it takes time, it takes time
First letting it go
It takes time, it takes time, it takes time
Then healing your soul
It takes time, it takes time, it takes time
Then watching it grow, beyond the bounds
Of the mouth that told yourself
It won’t change me
Just everybody else in this time past time
And you’re spinning it into gold
You’re spinning it into gold
Spinning it into
Nothing to hold
In this time past time
Time, it takes time, it takes
Not days or weeks or months
But a lifetime divine
Time can make you change your mind
Time might make you reconsider
What is really on the line
Time can make you plainly see
A force that’s so much greater
Than any you and me
Any you and me
Any you and me
So stop spinning it into gold
You’re spinning it into gold
Spinning it into
Nothing to hold
In this time past time
In this time past time
In this time past time