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TURNING TOWARD THE MORNING by Gordon Bok

When the deer is bedded down and the bear is gone to ground And the northern goose has wandered off to warmer bay and sound It's so easy in the cold to feel the darkness of the year And the heart is growing lonely for the morning.

CHORUS

Now October's growing thin and November's coming home You'll be thinking of the season and the sad things that you've

seen And you hear that old wind walking, hear him singing high and

thin; You could swear he's out there singing of your sorrows.

When the darkness falls around you and the North Wind comes to

blow And you hear him call your name out as he walks the brittle snow That old wind don't mean you trouble, he don't care or even know He's just walking down the darkness toward the morning.

It's a pity we don't know what the little flowers know They can't face the cold November, they can't take the wind and

snow They put their glories all behind them, bow their heads and let

it go But you know they'll be there shining in the morning.

Now my Joanie don't you know that the days are rolling slow And the winter's walking easy as he did so long ago? And if the wind should come and ask you "why's my Joanie weeping

so?" Won't you tell him that you're weeping for the morning.