Autumn leaves that collect weight in the ashes of Summer Are cracked and broken by my intruding step Foreign thoughts that invade my questioning Of deaths' cold cold waiting No bait will deter the ancient stalker Whose colour I'm not sure of Who's walked between this park And with icy fingers prepared this morbid corridor of bracken To take my steps closer there all the time
Then your fingers - hard and comforting Write solfly through my hair All that may die between us without death to take the blame
To play games so unprepared To dance round fires ungurded Tears become blood of sorrow And my pulse keeps time so badly with the tune you play with me
My steps down streets that remain unchanged but change so many Will just vanish like yesterday Don't think dark throughts you tell me Yet all our fate waits prepared in darkness And my hand will funble for the door Whose handle is too high for me Whose wood is from those mighty trees The trees that lay down their leaves so wrecklessly Mlight remains flickering in Autumn And musky smoke from blazing bonfires Will rise like incence from the funeral pyre In preperationTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
