No one knows what happened on the hill,

And the lady’s relative I ask you for your patience I will

Balance all the ledgers you require

I know your gates were trampled when her cows escaped into your shire

As to these events and what we know of things to come,

A letter floated to the ground and all is come undone.

All is come undone.

All is come undone, And vanished with the sun.

I’ve only seen your hamlet from afar

She’s told me of the roads that catch the light and laughter of the golden hour

The creaking shop doors as they close

And laughing boys who run with the empty bags that held the evening post

As to these events and what we know of things to come

A letter floated to the floor and All is come undone

All is come undone All is come undone And vanished with the sun

But if I’m to understand what you’ve said,

You have declined my offer to install her cousin in her stead

I ask forgiveness at this time,

I am humbled by your plea: You want her to return, as she

Is more than just her patronage, she is a daughter of your village

She worked beside you from the spring to autumn’s end,

But letters come with love and death and

Break the will again, Break us down again, Broke her heart again,

No one knows what happens then.

As well you saw this morning on the hill

Her horse is in the stable now, the men are at the mill,

She thanks you for the apples by her gate.

And hopes that when the moon is full you’ll join her once again to celebrate

For she knows that the harvest has begun,

The autumn feast rewards our time when

All is well and done, All is well and done, All is well and done

With the blessing of the sun.

Dan Rieser - drums/percussion

Ken Rich - percussion

Mike Visceglia - electric bass

Rich Hinman - electric guitar, pedal steel

Bryn Roberts - piano, hammond b3, celeste, synth

Dar - acoustic guitar/vocals