The rustle of leaves,
The way they give into the breeze
Sweet autumn flows
Nostalgia caresses the only way it knows
I have longed for some time
For comfort, a past sense of sublime
I have longed for some time
For a life that once was mine
Such distances
Mere memories
Whisper sweet, sweet melodies
The moments that have since passed
Are memories that might not last
The turning of vestigial leaves
What now remains is scarlet stained
I will hold you
My iridescent, reminiscent
I want to go back to where I was
When I was a kid playing for kicks
And my father built me brick by brick
And now I'm slipping, losing grip in everything
Sweet memory
Now time has left me on my own
With unforgiving ease
Unhinge, unbind, this weight imprisons me
I have longed for some time
For comfort, a past sense of sublime
I have longed for some time
For a life that once was mine
Such distances
Mere memories
Whisper sweet, sweet melodies
The moments that have since passed
Are memories that might not last
The turning of vestigial leaves
What now remains is scarlet stained
Scarlet stained