Paroles:
Morningside The The Wind The Trees And The Shadows Of The Past

[Instrumental]

becomes darker And the rain is nipping along Roofs and roads Fallen off leaves And the faint sound Of gray water flood Degraded trees silhouettes Degraded shadows And

them with them And the rain will never stop Sky won't see the sun And there won't be December to come It's been otherwise But cold wind is singing it