sweet pungent pine needles bruised by summer heat
mellowed in the winter draped with snow
yellow cliffs red clay dwellings distant thundering beat
part the clouds - peel back the sky and glow
“silver apples of the moon” “Hi Ho Silver, Away!”
silver is not often used in titles
for transformative stunning effect
but can be a bracelet slipped onto your wrist
here the maestro Alan Silvestri, amidst
loveliness and cool stuff
Music by Alan Silvestri
