Harry Dean

from by Penelope Houston

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Oh Harry Dean, oh Harry Dean
Oh Harry Dean, where have you been?
The Winter's turned
The ice has thawed
And Spring has come

All time is flying by without you
I know you're alive somewhere
I know you're alive
you never wander through my dreams
but I can feel you walking in a place the seasons never touch

Oh Harry Dean, where have you been?
The Spring has come
The earth is raw and open wide

The seeds are sown and the days are growing long
White cherry blossoms are blowing through my hair
I remember the look on your face where you lay
in the summer grass, now you're far away
Can't you feel me can't you feel me?
Can't you feel me can't you feel me?
I can feel you walking in a place the seasons never touch

Oh Harry Dean, where have you been?
Your picture's taped upon the wall
The summer crops have long since died
The milk weeds blow, the earth has dried
Now wasps will suck on fallen fruit
The trees are bare, the birds have flown
I shut my eyes, the Winter turns
and Spring has come

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from Birdboys, released October 10, 1988
©1987 P Houston/G. Ingraham Doctor PP Music (BMI)

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