From the recording Fire & Foam
A tree falls lightly by the river-bed
As day-break lightly on my heavy head,
Reminds me of something else-
An old choice I made when younger days
had a hold of me and you,
out for a cigarette up in smoke,
round and round and down we go.
Everywhere I go reminds me of somewhere else,
an old friend I used to know,
have you seen the black rogue?
A tree falls lightly to the river bed
floats down and sinks into the sand
Day breaks something inside my head
Have you seen the black rogue?