November Calls - Jon Lord

Now it’s time to remember

And to smile as the ember falls

And November Calls

Sing the songs, find the May dreams

Beyond the notes where the daydream falls

But be standing tall

As November Calls

Warm was the spring light, golden the summer days

Though the feeling lingers

Silvered by moonlight fingers

The mellow days come calling

And then the leaves start drifting down

Now its time to discover time;

Hold that smile as your children climb

Their mountains tall — pray they never fall —

As November Calls

Rise up shining

Reach out your hands to touch it all

As November Calls