The summer ends and we wonder who we are And there you go, my friends, with your boxes in your car And today I passed the high school, the river, the maple tree I passed the farms that made it Through the last days of the century And I knew that I was going to learn again Again, in this less hazy light I saw the fields beyond the fields The fields beyond the field
Dar WilliamsNow that I believe in God, I have an extra layer of saying I'll write about what I write about and assume that I'm being offered the opportunity to illuminate something important. But when you think you are too important, you become some sort of fascist.
Dar WilliamsI think the music was speaking to that opening up of whose voice gets heard and how multidimensional that voice can be.
Dar WilliamsA lot of men were also becoming more attuned and less afraid of women [in the nineties ].
Dar Williams