ON A DAY LIKE TODAY (Copyright: Bob Dyer, Songwright Pub. Inc.)
Side 1, Band 1.
Of this song, our next-door neighbor writes:
"I wrote this song in 1981 when I was living in a rented farmhouse near what was once a town called Gooch's Mill, not far from my hometown of Boonville, Missouri. The house was on a hillside, and from my front porch I looked south across a field of clover and a bottomland
bean field to the thickly wooded hills bordering the Petite Saline Creek. It was a lovely place to be reminded by the changing seasons why I have chosen to live out my life in central Missouri.
"The song came on a late summer day when I found myself noticing the first subtle signs of autumn and silently wishing the moment could last forever, while at the same time realizing that what I so deeply loved about this landscape was its constantly changing color and texture. The song is my way of having the best of both these worlds."
On a day like today, in the heat of this late summer weather,
There's a chill in the air and a light haze of frost on the clover;
There's a fire in the trees, there's a sound in the breeze like a whisper,
And I feel deep inside something wanting to stay here forever.
On a day like today, in the heart of a long, bitter winter,
It's a morning in spring, and the dew on the jewel weed still glistens,