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By Savannah Haze Date: 2003 Oct 08 Comment on this Work [[2003.10.08.15.07.25374]] |
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Autumn said the horses on our carousel are rusted Your tears have stained my cheeks a shade of grey I can't remember how or why I ever said I love you I wish that you would tell me something interesting to say The reds and greens and yellows of my life are slowly drifting In a rain of ash and cinder on this late November wind I used to be so colorful but now my palette's empty And I can't do this And I won't do this Again And Autumn leaves To let me face the Winter alone And Autumn leaves To chase her broken dreams back to her home Autumn leaves Autumn said I know I feel the days as they grow shorter And the nights are so long I can hardly sleep Every time you touch my face you steal me from a state of grace And build a sky of storm clouds in my dreams The song inside my heart no longer keeps up with the rhythm Of the world that plays the blues outside my door I hear a record spinning in a room that you can't open And I can't do this Don't make me do this Anymore And Autumn leaves Now I can see December blowing in And Autumn leaves I guess I'll brave the bitter winds again Autumn leaves |