[Instrumental] Winter leaves usher the falls, The time once lived, calls to leave it afar, the years of my beard grow ripening white, and though age may be colored by its varying freshness, I want to leave my Summers as they were
[Instrumental] Winter leaves usher the falls, The time once lived, calls to leave it afar, the years of my beard grow ripening white, and though age may be colored by its varying freshness, I want to leave my Summers as they were
