From the recording 'Almost A Sunset' - Digital Album - Only available Via our digital store or on Bandcamp - links on this page
(Roberts/Lakeman)
For Mary Shelley and the writing of a literary classic.
Lyrics
When it’s cold outside, tell a story to pass the time
When it’s dark outside, you tell yours and I’ll tell mine
The fields stand empty, frozen hard
The horses starve in the stable yard
And the bright sun was extinguished
We’re safe in here so tell me something to freeze my heart
Wrap me up in fear, hold me close as the story starts
The fire is low and the room is dim
The perfect time for you to begin
In the year without a summer
So close your eyes, do you still see light as the fire dies?
The time will come when we feel the heat from the hidden sun
What makes a man? Is it more than flesh and blood and bone
What makes a man? What desire drives him home?
The certain knowledge we all belong, to choose the path between right and wrong
In the year without a summer