From "Any Complaints?", Songs for US, Circuit, Spring/Summer 1967
My first critic (from a letter from Adrian Mitchell, 1968)
The song of mine to which he refers ("it needs to be sung"):
The Wine
Speaks
I hadn’t planned it all,
it just happened,
it’s the way of the
world
since the Fall;
hadn’t planned it all,
it just happened –
it just happened,
that’s all.
Retsina, retsina, I’ll
drink you no more,
my resistance is low,
my mind is unsure.
It’s sad being untrue,
it just happened,
in life we always want
something new;
it’s sad being untrue,
it just happened –
it just happened
to be you.
Retsina, retsina, I’ll
drink you no more,
my resistance is low,
my mind is unsure.
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