The Time Of The Turning

In the big house

Where the sun lives

With the walls so white and blue

In the red soil

All the green grows

And the winds blow across your face

They blow across your heart

It's the time of the turning and there's something stirring outside

It's the time of turning and we'd better learn to say our goodbyes

All the earth breaks

Like a stale bread

And the seeds are folded in the soil

Oh the sun pours

Then the rains fall

While the roots reach out right through the ground

They reach out through the ground

It's the time of turning and there's something stirring outside

It's the time of turning and the old world's falling

Nothing you can do can stop the next emerging

Time of the turning and we'd better learn to say our goodbyes

If we can stand up

When all else falls down

We'll last through the winter

We'll last through the storms

We'll last through the north winds

That bring down the ice and snow

We'll last through the long nights

Till the green field's growing again

Growing again