DESCRIPTION:
from the To Tell The Truth Concert Window live show, Sept. 11, 2016
with Jay Foote on bass and Alex Foote on electric guitar

lyrics:

once we tried to record the singin birds 
cable stretched for miles from yr door 
near the landin of the planes i never felt so plain 
birds never sang the same again 

i'll take the train in the mornin when it's still night out 
a night owl sings for a moonlight crowd 
on the frozen path to yr bedroom door 
i walked beside u between sycamore 

i never told u this but on christmas 
i saw u sellin trees on avenue A
hey winter wind knows yr paper skin
went to paris once -- ive never been

theres a certain slant of light on madison tonight 
it shines on vines that grow in rows roun 
telephone wires never tire
of carryin midnite crows 

does the book of nightmares call across
the valley of not knowin
the wayward vine of wintertime
and where on earth it is growin

and are yr typewriter words for january third 
the key to the secret venue 
perhaps youve heard singin of the birds 
u cant change a person ever darlin can u?