Off to the parade singing songs older than you and I
That speak to our fathers, to the little boy blue
Floating memories that touch our tired feet to the pave stones
Taking all the time that we will need to cross the streets below
Dancing high in the sky, the wind it catches our sighs, oh my
Holding hands and walking, holding hands and talking closely
Ooh
Leaves are turning as we will turn to the clearest blue sky
Reviving old glory, soaring beyond the miles
Been 'round and 'round now can't find my way back home
This veil's been torn so could I pass through with you
Through these well-worn corridors hearing those storied melodies
Echo through the halls
Ooh
Streamers and banners finally settle upon our old oak tree
Rippling chimes sound so wild in the eventide
Jason Vitelli - Autumn Hymn Lyrics
Jason Vitelli - Autumn Hymn Lyrics
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Off to the parade singing songs older than you and I
That speak to our fathers, to the little boy blue
Floating memories that touch our tired feet to the pave stones
Taking all the time that we will need to cross the streets below
Dancing high in the sky, the wind it catches our sighs, oh my
Holding hands and walking, holding hands and talking closely
Ooh
Leaves are turning as we will turn to the clearest blue sky
Reviving old glory, soaring beyond the miles
Been 'round and 'round now can't find my way back home
This veil's been torn so could I pass through with you
Through these well-worn corridors hearing those storied melodies
Echo through the halls
Ooh
Streamers and banners finally settle upon our old oak tree
Rippling chimes sound so wild in the eventide
That speak to our fathers, to the little boy blue
Floating memories that touch our tired feet to the pave stones
Taking all the time that we will need to cross the streets below
Dancing high in the sky, the wind it catches our sighs, oh my
Holding hands and walking, holding hands and talking closely
Ooh
Leaves are turning as we will turn to the clearest blue sky
Reviving old glory, soaring beyond the miles
Been 'round and 'round now can't find my way back home
This veil's been torn so could I pass through with you
Through these well-worn corridors hearing those storied melodies
Echo through the halls
Ooh
Streamers and banners finally settle upon our old oak tree
Rippling chimes sound so wild in the eventide
Writer: JASON VITELLI
Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave
Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave