remains All I ask for is strength of mind I numb to ease the pain You play your part, the victim at heart Once more repeats the same The yearning keeps
Desolate October grief Falls heavy like boulders of decay Upon crestfallen life which soon Is to be gone And as the days go by All living seems to die
Now all my days are dark, my only light is gone The joy has faded from my eyes Frozen up I am, watching the autumn rain I just hope to pass away Pale
remains. All I ask for is strength of mind, I numb to ease the pain. You play your part, the victim at heart. Once more repeats the same. The yearning
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sweetheart The flower will never return And since I've lost my own true love What can I do but yearn When will we meet again, sweetheart When will we meet again? When the autumn
little boy play Discovering the world that will be his one day Watch him very close just as closely as you can For he'll never ever be that young boy again On an autumn
me more! Don't let this miracle come to an end! Tell me more! I've got short time, don't let me go! Purple rays of the autumn twilight Paint the past
Or if I'd been older I'd been wise But too thick the heat of those long summer evenings For a cool evening I began to yearn But you could only feed
damn no more! As autumn leaves do fall Anticipating rime to freeze my core Walking in the footsteps of the night lost like a voiceless troubadour Behold the yearning
So much to live, Yet the yearning for death, Perpetual in my mind. To end the pain. I wait for time to show me my path, The continuum or the end
The wind blows through a broken window Bringing the leaves of autumn inside As I'm sitting here trying to catch a thought And try somehow not to cry
Hearses crawl from grey haze Timeless reign, Shadowed by face of pain As we wait behind our doors For Autumns final blow to come End of all days Days
leaves turn to gold Then I remember last September You and I said goodbye Whispering that we would be returning When autumn comes again Now autumn roams
Like a newborn in a cradle Forgotten at days For autumnal landscapes The slowly falling leaves Like a man's heavy tear Alone in the forest Yearning for
