Winter Awakening

Words and music by Robbie Smith

The wind awakens winter in me
And it leaves my spirit bleak & barren
Yearning for fond moments to be
And the spring in all its fragrant finery

The skies are dressed in dull shades of gray
And the farmland fields lie sleeping fallow
A lone bird call takes me away
To future promise far away from today

Through the chill – still will we sing
Sweet transitions winter to spring
Spur the seasons on ‘til they change
The bleakness the blackness
The bitter winter rains… winter rains

The wind bestirs the last of the leaves
Decaying dancing ghosts of summer
The gales return and sweep thru the trees
Seeking brittleness and frailty

The snows begin to blanket the dawn
The twigs and branches creak and quiver
While I retreat where dreamers belong
To find pleasure in a hearth-fire song

Through the chill – still will we sing
Sweet transitions winter to spring
Spur the seasons on ‘til they change
Believe ‘til belief turns the cold snows to warm rains…
Warm rains

The flames return new hope to my heart
Though the grip of frost grows tighter
But brighter thoughts from each thrown spark
Join the kindle-glow dispelling the dark