Savannah Fare You Well

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