New England Man Lyrics

I'm a New England Man

I live for the moment the grass goes green

The leaves turn red

The night gets lean

And the flowers go dead

Yeah I'm a New England Man

The belch of the blackbird reminds me where and when I am

'cause I'm a New England Man

This particular way of dealing with each day

Knowing May will follow decay

Allows me to stay

Hopeful in the dark

Wary of the light

Knowing what's loose will soon be tight

My father died in the peak of spring

The hawthorne in full bloom

And though I knew it was coming near

His last breath came too soon

The next year when I saw that tree open up again

The ache I felt was poultice

My heart began to mend

'cause I'm a New England Man

This particular way of dealing with each day

Knowing May will follow decay

Allows me to stay

Hopeful in the dark

Wary of the light

Knowing what's loose will soon be tight

What will be the philosophy of the next New England Man?

The one with longer summers,

And in winter needs a fan?

Will he too mark his time by the sprouting of the ash?

Or will he live forever aloof and unattached?

Aloof and unattached

Aloof and unattached

Aloof and unattached

Aloof and unattached

Aloof and unattached