I walked in my greatcoat

Down through the days of the leaves.

No before after, yes after before

We were shining our light into the days of blooming wonder

In the eternal presence, in the presence of the flame.

Didn't I come to bring you a sense of wonder

Didn't I come to lift your fiery vision bright

Didn't I come to bring you a sense of wonder in the flame.



On and on and on and on we kept singing our song

Over Newtonards and Comber, Gransha and the

Ballystockart Road.

With Boffyflow and Spike

I said I could describe the leaves for Samuel and Felicity

Rich, red browney, half burnt orange and green.



Didn't I come to bring you a sense of wonder

Didn't I come to lift your fiery vision bright

Didn't I come to bring you a sense of wonder in the flame.



It's easy to describe the leaves in the Autumn

And it's oh so easy in the Spring

But down through January and February it's a very different thing.



On and on and on, through the winter of our discontent.

When the wind blows up the collar and the ears are frostbitten too

I said I could describe the leaves for Samuel and what it means to you and me

You may call my love Sophia, but I call my love Philosophy.



Didn't I come to bring you a sense of wonder

Didn't I come to lift your fiery vision

Didn't I come to bring you a sense of wonder in the flame.



Wee Alfie at the

Castle Picture House on the Castlereagh Road.



Whistling on the corner next door where

he kept Johnny Mack Brown's horse.

O Solo Mio by McGimsey

and the man who played the saw

outside the city hall.

Pastie suppers down at Davey's chipper

Gravy rings, barmbracks

Wagon wheels, snowballs