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Who Knows Where The Time Goes?
Fairport Convention Lyrics


Across the evening sky, all the birds are leaving
But how can they know it's time for them to go?
Before the winter fire, I will still be dreaming
I have no thought of time
For who knows where the time goes?
Who knows where the time goes?
Sad, deserted shore, your fickle friends are leaving
Ah, but then you know it's time for them to go
But I will still be here, I have no thought of leaving
I do not count the time
For who knows where the time goes?
Who knows where the time goes?
And I am not alone while my love is near me
I know it will be so until it's time to go
So come the storms of winter and then the birds in spring again
I have no fear of time
For who knows how my love grows?
And who knows where the time goes?

Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: SANDY DENNY

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Daniel Cronan

Across the evening sky
All the birds are leaving
But how can they know 
It's time for them to go?
Before the winter fire 
I will still be dreaming
I have no thought of time

For who knows where the time goes?
Who knows where the time goes?

Sad, deserted shore, 
Your fickle friends are leaving
Ah, but then you know 
It's time for them to go
But I will still be here
I have no thought of leaving
I do not count the time

For who knows where the time goes?
Who knows where the time goes?

And I am not alone 
While my love is near me
I know it will be so 
Until it's time to go
So come the storms of winter 
And then the birds in spring again
I have no fear of time

For who knows how my love grows?
And who knows where the time goes?



abdullah peter Bradshaw

arty starkey Two Hours ago ... looking at these Words , too young.
In my 14th year, in my school-uniform , to my surprise , I was alone in London and walking along I heard a noise which came from a place which turned-out to be the Middle-Earth in Covent Garden. Nobody seemed to mind this School-Boy coming in during the afternoon.

Writing in response to your comment where it shows , “ 2 hours ago “ , from France to say you are taking me back in time to Middle-Earth over fifty-three years ago.

The noise turned-out to be the Song , “ I am the God of Hell-Fire “, being performed by , The Crazy World of Arthur Brown.

People were friendly and after a while it was The Fairport Convention starting to perform.

This Lady , as long as I am in the Land of the living , lives on in my soul . . . Genius ,

God Bless from Pete



siteofit

Across the evening sky, all the birds are leaving
But how can they know it's time for them to go?
Before the winter fire, I will still be dreaming
I have no thought of time
For who knows where the time goes?
Who knows where the time goes?
Sad, deserted shore, your fickle friends are leaving
Ah, but then you know it's time for them to go
But I will still be here, I have no thought of leaving
I do not count the time
For who knows where the time goes?
Who knows where the time goes?
And I am not alone while my love is near me
I know it will be so until it's time to go
So come the storms of winter and then
The birds in spring again
I have no fear of time
For who knows how my love grows?
And who knows where the time goes?
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Matthew Scott

In early 2019, I put several of my mother's favorite albums on an mp3 player for her to enjoy, but I wasn't able to give her the player before her last stroke. So I brought it to her bedside in hospice and put one earbud in her ear and one in mine so we could listen to her music together, like we did when I was young. She wasn't conscious, but her heart rate rose at the start of each new song, so I know some part of her heard.
I grew up to be a professional singer, I got my voice from my mom, and this was her favorite song, so I sang along to it.
I can't convey how much that last moment of beauty meant, but I'll always have Ms. Denny to thank for her part in it.

Lynn Arthur

Beautiful story. Music a fiber that connects us and brings us closer to people, experiences, and memories. I know your mother could hear every song and was connecting to you from a sacred and blissful place.

C White

@ysgol3 look at season 3 final episode of Grace and Frankie on Netflicks xx

C White

Bawling over here,

ian bennett

Lovely.beautiful story.

Anhorish

@ysgol3 A Volkswagen Ad used Nick Drake's Pink Moon and brought his genius to a new audience.

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amagigoe34

I just hope this beautiful song will be heard by children's children's children. Life is short but Art is long.

The Script Writer

@Donald Cook Assuming it can be saved, good sir. I should hope beauty will be our guiding light out of the darkness. Our hearts are a never ending source. Be safe, and a very merry Christmas to you and your family 💙

Donald Cook

. . . ' Beauty will save the world ' ... if not. what else ? ...

Derek Lyons

My mother passed today, lost her battle with Cancer. RIP JEAN MCLAUGHLIN, LYONS AND HOLLAND. Love you always and forever . Your son Derek Lyons

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