Now the first of December was covered with snow
And so was the turnpike from Stockbridge to Boston
Though the Berkshires seemed dream-like on account of that frosting
With ten miles behind me and ten thousand more to goThere’s a song that they sing when they take to the highway
A song that they sing when they take to the sea
A song that they sing of their home in the sky
Maybe you can believe it if it helps you to sleep
That singing works just fine for me– Chorus –
So, Goodnight you moonlight ladies
and rockabye sweet baby James
Deep greens and blues are the colours I choose
Won’t you let me go down in my dreams
And rockabye sweet baby James
– James Taylor
Who wouldn’t love coming out, getting in the car and hearing that song at the end of the day? I sang it to myself this morning, driving along route 20, whiteness around me, Berkshires behind me.
OK, off to get the main character to meet his sweetheart’s parents. eeps.
