April, comes she will,
When streams are ripe and swelled with rain.
May, she will stay,
Resting in my arms again.
June, she'll change her tune.
In restless walks she'll prowl the night.
July, she will fly,
And give no warning to her flight.
August, die she must.
The autumn winds blow chilly and cold.
September, I'll remember.
A love once new has now grown old.
- I Am A Rock
- Leaves That Are Green
- A Church Is Burning
- April Come She Will
- The Sound Of Silence
- A Most Peculiar Man
- He Was My Brother
- Kathy's Song
- The Side Of A Hill
- A Simple Desultory Philippic (Or How I Was Lyndon Johnson'd Into Submission)
- Flowers Never Bend With The Rainfall
- I Am A Rock (Alternate Version)
- A Church Is Burning (Alternate Version)