Savannah Fare You Well

By Hugh Prestwood There is something in the wind tonight Some kind of change of weather Somewhere some devil's mixing fire and ice together I got a feeling that the dark side of the moon is one the rise Black as a crow's feather Now I could stay another day or two But what's the use of stalling Deep in the winter even holdout leaves start fallin' Lately every night above the declarations of our love I hear the road callin' It's such a fragile magic A puff of wind can break the spell And all the golden threads are frail as spider webs Savannah fare you well In a vision I had yesterday It rained so hard that I drowned While I waited for a hurricane to die down The raging water rolling over me was wild as a heart That love cannot tie down