Lyrics This Time of Year - The Cruel Sea
When
they
cut
my
mother
down
In
a
garden
over
grown
In
the
season
of
her
bloom
It
all
came
and
went
to
soon
Mother
had
born
her
own
dream
Eat
poison
food
of
her
own
Of
stolen
hearts
that
turned
to
stone
She
pulled
that
stich
out
she
had
sewn
And
we
may
try
to
forget
her
Never
seen
it
snow
this
time
of
year
And
we
may
have
to
remember
Never
mention
her
around
here
She
still
cut
my
fathers
hair
Removed
layers
from
his
life
He's
taken
all
her
pictures
down
I
can
never
handle?
And
we
may
learn
to
forget
her
Never
mention
her
around
here
And
we
may
have
to
remember
She
always
acts
this
way
this
time
of
year
So
they
cut
my
mother
down
In
a
garden
over
grown
In
the
season
of
her
bloom
It
all
came
and
went
to
soon
And
we
may
learn
to
forget
her
Never
mention
her
around
here
But
we
may
have
to
remember
She
always
acts
this
way
this
time
of
year
Album
Over Easy
1 13th Floor
2 Daytona
3 Runnin'
4 Only Falling Water
5 Down on Me
6 Seaman's Lament
7 This Time of Year
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