Winter Is Coming In [Live at Festival International de Jazz de Montréal]
So I heard another winter’s coming
It might be hard to believe, looking back at it now
As if my world lost its senses so many, many years ago
Like old wooden horses turning through childhood memories
But pure laughter doesn’t come that easy anymore
As we keep turning around, looking for places to land our long saddened days
Have I lost, have I lost my senses?
May we be saints, may we be whores or just like a little bit of both, like much of everything else
I guess in the end, it’s not that much about the truth
But how good we became at turning late night illusions into a bright morning view
It’s never that easy I suppose, to kneel down with a smile
When we kept denying our souls from the magic shining through
Have I lost?
Have I lost my senses?
Have I lost?
Have I lost my senses?
I don’t know?
Have I lost?
Have I lost everything?
Have I lost?
Have I lost?
Our winter’s coming in
Our winter’s coming in, I heard
Our winter’s coming in
Our winter’s coming in
I wish I could say it’s looking at the sun that I’ve lost all sight of hopeful colors
That I’ve turned blind to others, others’ hearts beating their breezes and gentle kisses
And I’m laying down, my shoulders stroked, and I’m crumbling on dirty ground,
I’m tired and weary, I’m tired
If only I could stop
If only I could stop the overflowing mournful sand from falling from my hourglass eyes
I swear, I would
My darkened ruins, into a brand new let go filled with wonders
With wonders, with wonders, with wonders
Have I lost my senses?
I don’t know
Have I lost, have I lost, have I lost my senses?
Have I lost?
Our winter’s coming in
Our winter’s coming in, I heard
Our winter’s coming in
Our winter’s coming in
Our winter’s coming in, I heard
Our winter’s coming in
Our winter’s coming in
Have I lost my senses?
Have I lost my senses?
If only I could stop for just one second
I would kneel down at your feet, kneel down at your feet
If only I could stop for just one second
I swear I would tell you everything
I would tell you everything I kept inside for so long
Have I lost my senses?
Have I lost my senses?
I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know
If only I could stop for just one second
I swear, I swear
If only I could stop for just one second
If only I could stop for one, just one second
If only I could stop for just one second
I would tell you, I would tell you everything
I would tell you everything
I don’t care anymore
I’ve lost everything
Goodbye youthful shivers, goodbye
Goodbye youthful shivers, goodbye
Majestic halo, my dazzling twilight
Goodbye, goodbye
Goodbye youthful shivers, goodbye
Goodbye youthful shivers, goodbye
Majestic halo, my dazzling twilight
Goodbye, goodbye
Words: Alex Henry Foster
Recorded at Club Soda / Festival International de Jazz de Montréal
