So lonely now. My heart is frozen in this place. Waiting for another summer's day; to bring you back my way. I'd be waiting under the pappa tree. Anticipating
glad that I found him Sometimes he seems to be the only one beside me Who can feel the Lord's breath all around him Winter's cold frozen ice or a bright autumn
Seven milestones... Under a watching autumn eye Contorted trees are spreading forth The message of the wind With frozen hands I rode with the stars
drains freeze To cease the faint tinkin leakin change speed to demon shrieking faucet Autumn answers me by name to grant the sleepless brains peace Paint trees
knows What went wrong and why you'd leave the stage in the middle of a song Yeah yeah yeah Now the oak trees are swayin' in the early autumn breeze
s burying all his clothes Now Slam the Crank from Wheezer Slept outside last night and froze Road kill has its seasons Just like anything It's possums in the autumn
for the autumn wind to blow So lonely We had a fine time holding hands in June Warm in the sunshine, watching loving bloom Where are you now? My heart is frozen
, oh, God only knows what went wrong And why you'd leave the stage in the middle of a song Now the oak trees are swayin' in the early autumn breeze The
suits, lemonade, swim to get cool In summer Then comes autumn Red and gold leaves fall from trees every day School starts and summer birds all fly away In autumn
the winter comes the sun is low upon the fields The sky is cold and it throws down icy snow The lakes are glass the rivers all a frozen mass The trees
Whispered words beneath the floating autumn leaves Flying softly on the southern breeze Fragments of light between the branches and trees I wish I would
Lifeless landscapes Dead trees up in the hills Pure autumn bliss In cold November On a night of gusting wind Clouds came down - down Together we were
The temperature sank below zero And the seas became giant mirrors And trees formed a crystal splendour The world is frozen to the core Take my hand and
Hear the whisper of north land frozen, soulless spirit sleeps heathen people in the winter prays mark of gathering. Autumn winds be gone will-o-the wisp
teh ancient light Unblessed darkness burning still Frozen tears in frozen eyes Here I stand at the dawn of lies Lead me into the Autumn years Then
wise Forever flung to celestial dreams Clawing at the grave of the dead Nazarene I watch the storm approaching, the darkness calls my name The trees
wise Forever flung to celestial dreams Clawing at the grave of the dead nazarene I watch the storm approaching The darkness calls my name The trees
