Lyrics The Old Man Laughs - David Harley

The old man laughs and the room is that much warmer
For memory puts his one-bar fire to shame
Huddled in the afterglow of a younger sun
That burned with a sweeter flame

He smiles to recall the fertile spring
When the rain on his flesh was soft and warm
The grass burst into tall green flames
And he held a thousand stars in his arms

The old man laughs remembering how he chose
A harvest moon to light his lullabies
And offered into fruitful nights
The rose that blossomed behind his eyes

He smiles, recalling autumn nights
Golden leaves and golden days
When the fledglings tried their wings
And flew into the Southern haze

The old man laughs