Jane Voss
Lyrics • A Long Slow Season
A Long Slow Season

It’s a hard place to land now I’ve come all this way
Just to take myself out of the race
Against time and that old demon failure
I could never keep the pace
Still I ran to the last fading hope of coming out ahead
And I ran myself right to the wall,
Where I could not move forward,
And I could not go back;
Well, the fact is, I couldn’t move at all –

CHORUS: It’s been a long slow season,
And it looks like I’ve fallen behind
But it’s a slow road winding down
To my peace of mind
And it’s a long slow progress
For the flower from the seed to be grown;
It’s been a long slow season,
And I’m turning around,
Coming back down,
Yes, I’m slowly coming ’round to my own.

Life is a river, it’s always in motion,
And everything comes in its course;
While it takes its sweet time,
Its meandering knows no remorse.
If you ask what I’m up to these days I may tell you,
“Not much,” but it comes down to this:
I remember how it was,
I can see the way it might be;
But I’m trying just to stay with what is –

CHORUS

© 1990 Jane Voss, Obscure Origins Music (BMI)
illustration by Murray Callahan