Notes Falling Slow - Cowboy Junkies

My love swears that he is made of truth

I do believe him though I know he lies

I’ve caught him creeping 'round darkened holes

I’ve caught him staring at distant skies

I would have seen it coming but I’m blind with age

Too much time on the battle line

Shut it all out just let the notes fall slow

Slow

My love lives inside a haze of gloom

He fears today, what might come tomorrow

Seeks the shadow, shuns the light

Bleeds for knowledge, prepares for sorrow

I would have seen it coming but I’m blind with age

Too much time on the battle line

Shut it all out just let the note fall slow

Slow

This ain’t no depression, just notes falling slow

An early snow and notes falling slow

Do I have the strength to bear their passion?

An early snow and notes falling slow