
fall came in to take away my heart
(Verse 1) The autumn wind is howling through the trees, It came and stole my sweet black cat away. My little Motor, resting on my knees, Now just a memory in the fading day. He had a coat like midnight, soft and deep, And now the house is endlessly asleep. (Chorus) And fall came in to take away my heart, To strip the branches bare and leave me cold. It seems like every season tears apart, The only things I ever had to hold. Oh, Motor, how I miss your gentle purr, As autumn buries all the things that were. (Verse 2) My grandmother, she knew just what to say, When shadows grew too heavy in my mind. She chased the bitter winter cold away, The kindest soul that I will ever find. Her wisdom was a blanket on the floor, And now I walk alone outside her door. (Chorus) And fall came in to take away my heart, To strip the branches bare and leave me cold. It seems like every season tears apart, The only things I ever had to hold. Oh, Motor, how I miss your gentle purr, As autumn buries all the things that were. (Verse 3) My foster mom, who held me when I cried, And taught me how to breathe against the gale. She walked beside me with an open pride, A steady anchor when my strength would fail. I look for where her guiding light should be, Through falling leaves and bitter history. (Chorus) And fall came in to take away my heart, To strip the branches bare and leave me cold. It seems like every season tears apart, The only things I ever had to hold. Oh, Motor, how I miss your gentle purr, As autumn buries all the things that were. (Verse 4) The empty spaces echo in the dark, Without a cat to curl upon my chest, Without the voices that could leave a mark, And give my racing spirit peace and rest. I miss their wisdom when the night grows tall, While autumn takes the pieces of us all. (Chorus) And fall came in to take away my heart, To strip the branches bare and leave me cold. It seems like every season tears apart, The only things I ever had to hold. Oh, Motor, how I miss your gentle purr, As autumn buries all the things that were.

