Written circa November 2009 camping around Cape Cod, if memory serves correct. A tribute to Autumn in the North Country.
A big nod to John Fahey who was an early inspiration to incorporate both melody and harmony in fingerpicking solo guitar.
lyrics
Lay by my side
next to the light
in the middle of the night.
Lay by my side girl
next to the fire
in the middle of the night
leaves are falling, cold winds calling me
in the middle of the night
shadows crawling, creeping through the trees
in the middle of the night
Days have gone by
killing time in the middle of the night
Days have gone by
John Fahey plays in the middle of the night
Leaves are falling, cold winds calling me
in the middle of the night
shadows crawling, moonlight drapes the trees
in the middle of the night
stay by my side
next to the light
in the middle of the night
stay by my side girl
trial by fire
in the middle of the night
unpack my bones and catch a drag
off the bonfires burning bright
I seen her dancing in the middle of the night
the scent of distilled rye
the stills are steamin'
and all the coyotes singin'
In the middle of the night
Lay by my side
next to the light in the middle of the night
the pines are spittin' sap
the whisperin' white birch paints the black
along the river
next to my heart
in the middle of the night.
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