They're gonna bury you here when the apples are in season I knew the same taste and the fear for a while Not everyone can write like you do Not every clown can be in the circus Who will remember your tunes when you're gone? Once was mine, now it's yours You'll learn to live from door to door And that road you never travelled—this is it That hole in your life, who'll fix it? That hope that you had, what killed it? What killed it? The season has come to an end, all the boats are leaving The shoreline seems so far Not everyone can write like you do Not every clown can be in the circus That kitten that purrs in your soul, you'll never drown. Once was mine, now it's yours You'll learn to live from door to door And that road you never travelled—this is it That hole in your life, who'll fix it? That hope that you had, what killed it? What killed it? Once was mine, now it's yours You'll learn to live from door to door And that road you never travelled—this is it That hole in your life, who'll fix it? That hope that you had, what killed it? What killed it? I wanna slow everything down. I want back. Who will remember your tunes? I will