Moonlight and Cider
10/06/2003
by Lorne Clarke copyright 2003

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There's a hint of snow as the north wind blows
The clouds across the sky
Lit from behind by the cider moon
As the miles keep rolling by
The miles keep rolling by

I see the apple trees have dropped their leaves
As I climb these autumn hills
But roots grow deep in this stoney soil
And I know they always will
I know they always will

Moonlight and cider call me home
We all need a place to call our own
When the world falls down upon me
And tries to turn my heart to stone
Moonlight and cider call me home

Box cars wait 'mid the apple crates
At the sleeping cider mill
Where the old dirt road will lead me home
Just over the next hill
Just over the next hill

There's a girl so sweet who waits for me
She's been far too long alone
And my heart leaps from the hilltop when
I see the lights of home
I can see the lights of home
 

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