From the grand prize winners of the 2014 Mountain Stage / NewSong Contest, whose forthcoming release is currently being recorded at Asheville's Echo Mountain Recording and produced and mixed by Pat Sansone (Wilco, Autumn Defense).
lyrics
OCCASIONAL SUMMER
Composition: Max Hatt
Lyrics: Edda Glass
There're times, I think I smell the earth,
when everything's shut under—
Everyone else is waiting for the thaw—
on me the wind blows soft—
It's all for you.
I know, this spring is in my mind,
a trick of trickled time—
Occasionally summer visits me in fall—
A private matter after all —
Is that you I saw?
Did I hear you call?
But you can't go back home again, they say—
I say, sometimes it comes your way.
Last March, I was digging in the the yard—
I found a small painted horse,
lost for good and maybe mourned, till now,
like a bottle on the shore,
message blurred,
but it all returns.