When the Damsons Are Down Songtext

von Martin Newell

Peach, pear, strawberry and lime
Peach, pear, strawberry and lime
Peach, pear, strawberry and lime

Short seasons run out of time
When summer has gone, you wake.
And you get in the queue
Nectarines and cherries gone too
One tangerine sun
In the sky
To blind your crowsfeet eyes

She was always shopping
In a market of far gone days
Fall of forbidden fruits in the autumn time
When the damsons are down

Light change, Constable sky
Mid-September and the stubble is dry
Fields hazier now... they plough.
And then the Michaelmas Fair
Diddicoi nights and a chill in the air
Then home with some wood
The first fire. You sigh.
It's sad but good.

She was always shopping
In a market of far gone days
Fall of forbidden fruits after lammas-tide
When the damsons are down

She was always shopping
In a market of far off days
Fall of forbidden fruits in the autumn time
When the damsons are down
When the damsons are down
And the damsons
The damsons
The damsons are down...