My Autumn Wind's milling, loudly chilling My aged wings are whining All the bones are droning From under a shower tree I gaze into the mysterious valley Delighted by the simplicity of the city Where I was born accidentally An extinct insect instinct Brought me back so strict Crunching hunch - I step on a bunch And each make impresses They are mean They really hurt They could be anywhere But they are here A light perspective picture I've lost my time I've lost what I thought was *mine* In the land of god To noone I'd nod Still somebody should be brought me Down on my knees While I'm not allowed to fly There are things I'm not without And there I had life there's no doubt All those memories cause a perfect effect I'm back to see my once home For last at least My eyes had to have a final feast Before it's over To make me let know Where is nowhere, when is never To raise my death into a matter Let's celebrate The winter takes it all
