the sun on the maples like indelible stain happy red pine varmints must be raising cain and here out west the blazes sketch a violet domain maybe the waxwings will come back again from a lonely burnt out shanty in the morning i can tell the fog is lifting off the chaparral where the solitary lion and the dwell those channel linings cast a haunting smell like a winter s freeze or a vernal breeze that blows forevermore friends and neighbors always at your door just like sandy shorelines that vanish in a storm they don t come around here anymore now the annual migrations are as solid as your word too many promises becomes absurd but my faith may be forever shattered if not burned just one more visit from that spectacle bird like a winter s freeze or a vernal breeze that blows forevermore friends and neighbors always at your door just like sandy shorelines that vanish in a storm they don t come around here anymore they don t come around here anymore they don t come around here anymore they don t come around here anymore they don t come around here anymore they don t come around here anymore they don t come around here anymore