While I was writing all of these hopeful songs with
a human relationship in mind, my spiritual life would
soon be turned slap upside-down, and deep inside,
my soul resounded with that knowledge...

THE WARMEST WINTER
Autumn 1985, Cambridge MA

Summer is over, my friend
It'll be a long time before it comes around again
   Old Man Winter is around the bend
You better take your sweater from the closet shelf
   You'll thank yourself come November

I remember last July: fireworks lit up the sky
And on that August beach, two hearts were within reach and now
Old Man Winter is around the bend
Oh, how I hate to see my Summer come to an end

It's really not so bad; there's better things ahead
I'd rather hibernate it through
Oh and in the Spring we can make some dreams come true!

Summer is gone now, dear
And I've been told it's incredibly cold up here
   Wrap that scarf about your ears
I'm gonna get my Long Johns, put 'em on
   And hope they last me through February
     Merry Christmas and Happy New Year
     It's so good to know you'll always be near

    Oh, I could never, ever forget
    All those stars were out that night we met
    And one October dawn
    You slipped a gold ring on, and now
       Wrap that scarf about your ears

    Here's to the warmest Winter of all my years


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