Autumn's Calling

Live house concert performance of Wes Weddell's "Autumn's Calling," from the album "Songs to Get You From Here to There." Filmed January, 2008, bu Dustin Patterson.


Autumn's Calling

Jaime fought the hardest when the skies began to run
He braced with both feet steady on the ground
He tied that rope around himself and pulled with all he had,
But we could not stop that summer skipping town

Gone were lazy evenings by the lakeshore skipping stones
Going was the flutter of the leaves
Soon would come the harvest and the storing all away,
With shutters closing fast beneath the eaves

CHORUS:
Breezes blowin', clouds a-rollin',
Shadows fallin', autumn's calling me
Westward runnin', chasin' sun and on my own again

The ruts upon the right side as you rolled on out of town
Ran deeper than the ones that you would pass,
Which gave one the impression as he wound yet higher still
That many who had gone did not come back

As we stood upon the hillside that rose above the town
And gazed upon the world we knew so well,
Wood-smoke from each chimney ran its own desired course
And that restless urge inside began to swell

CHORUS

Bittersweet distractions come and go
Every season has its own, you know,
Like friends who matter more when they're away—hey

Jaime was the first to leave, but I was first one back
Surrounded by the ones who never left
The steadiness that drove me out was comforting again,
But smoke still circled onward overhead

From the hillside to the lakeshore, and the lives there in between,
Horizons lured the eager up that hill
And many who have traveled say they miss home all the more,
But those outbound ruts are growing deeper still

CHORUS


(C)/(P) 2006, Dusty Shadows Music/ASCAP

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Music

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• Wes
• Weddell
• live
• music
• houseconcert
• autumn