They say our summer vacation Has come to an end And that we simply have no more holiday to spend They say no more barefoot No playing around in the pool
A deep voice is rising From the heart of the mountain Vibrations of the stone I can hear in my heart The call of instinct The flight of the powerful
The death of a king Alluring lassos slide on so smooth Tissue made of razors dragging across you The flushing of eyes couldn't cleanse your abrasions
Where were you when I needed someone To help me ease my pain Where were you when I needed comfort To get me through the day There was no one to hold my
I breeze through the day An' nothin' much seems to get in my way I don't have a care at all You walk in the room It's always the same, you call out my
No more tears Stand up to your fears Keep your voices raised Keep your knuckles bloody Keep your voices raised Keep your knuckles bloody No more tears
They tell us autumn's a-comin' And soon everything around us will die Only a fool believes that he is Different from the birds in the sky All those birds
And these walls And these walls are filled with blame And these walls And these walls are filled with blame And she's sitting in the primrose garden
Under Autumn trees Black is my heart and Dark shall it be I Forsake the evergreen Gray Wisdom Churns the Coppered leaves I am Blessed with Truth Ascending
Doctor, doctor, where's the doctor Wringing wet the woman hollers Bandage wrapped around her hand Collapses as they run to help her Help her up and offer
When the men fall to the ground Their rebel parts begin to pound The brothers of the ancient clan Servants of sacred land At dusk they will raise their
The sun has gone from the shining skies, Bye, baby, bye, The dandelions have closed their eyes, Bye, baby, bye. The stars are lighting their lamps to
Autumn winds are blowing free, Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh! Leaves fall down from ev'ry tree, Ooh, ooh, ooh! Red and yellow, gold and brown, Softly leaves
Scamper, little leaves, about, In the warm September sun; I can hear the old wind shout, Laughing, laughing, as you run. By and by to rest you'll go,
Autumn leaves are a-falling; Red and yellow and brown; Autumn leaves are a-falling, See them fluttering down. Tra, la, la, la, la, la, la, Tra, la, la
When the Summer shuts her eyes, Naughty Autumn Breeze Steals away the pretty leaves From all the forest's trees. Then they stand so bare and cold In
winding fury in half-light morning desert winds of jezebel, home again she will drape the jewels from your praying hands entice you to the flawlessness
Awake, lord of the watchtower-North Earth is rising for thee Euros, lord of the east enlighten the sky for me Awake, lord of the watchtower-South Incense