...and then the days grew cold Shudder children to gather together In the warmth of the firelight's glow ...and the ground grew cold Split like the skin and parched Like the hollow of a dead man's bones I've been waiting for You Such a long time Sometimes I think You ain't never comin' back ...and then the myth was clear The drumming of pagans still echoing In the halls of remembrance ...and now the truth is clear One Man is all the is clear In the warmth of the firelight's dance ...I am the autumn wind In the days a man must fear And as the crooked man grows bent I am the bitterness in his tears For what a selfish man will sow Into this cold and barren ground Is the truth behind every lie That's where the emptiness is found... ...d anderson