BR: Autumn, Gym, Song of the Exiles

plus The National Press Club from 1987

AUTUMN

Here on an autumn night in the sweet leaf smell,
Sitting in a pile of leaves under the starry sky,
Oh, what stories we could tell
With this starlight to tell them by.

October night, and you, and paradise,
So lovely and so full of grace,
Above your head the universe has hung its lights,
And I reach out my hand to touch your face.

I believe in i…