Rogue Valley - Singing Gra**hopper, Gathering Ant lyrics

The bright moon of harvest is nigh The air is crisp; an apple's first bite The woolly bear is showing its stripes The gra**hopper sings while the ant gathers I've been searching the sky For some kind of sign Can't change anything How the colors would fade With the light of the day The palette does grey All too soon, my love The fields are bursting with fruits Migrant workers come to dig up the roots How many mile will they walk in their boots An old blackbird sings the autumn leaves scatter I rush through the days Like some crushing wave Tomorrow can't wait Oh, winter will come But before it's begun Let the warm, heavy sun Capture you, my love The water is cold her rosy cheeks dull The gra**hopper slows Its intervals the devil finds sight I've been searching the sky For some kind of sign I can't change anything How the colors will fade With the light of the day The palette does grey All too soon, my love Idleness brings wanting, it stings When before it was effortless And endless my love