Like a restless leaf in the autumn breeze Once I was a tumblin' weed Like a rollin' stone, cold and all alone Living for the day my train would come
mind Jack Frost taps the window sill William Tell atop the hill Dreaming arrows shoot the hay Autumn's color wheel will fade Stones thrown to blown
As someone sets light to the first fire of autumn We settle down to cut ourselves apart. Cough and twitch from the news on your face And some foreign
Alone among the hills and stone Through summer sun and winter snow The eagle he was lord above And Rob was lord below 240 years We lived without hope
a lover In the early part of autumn Well, she learned to cook the meals and she learned to start the fire And she learned to make jewelry out of stones
(Patrick Kavanagh) performed at some concerts during her tour in 1995 On Raglan Road on an Autumn day I saw her first and knew, that her dark hair would
But I'm wondering who will love me in winter Delusions of grandeur Misled my adventurous spirit Love of the unknown rose like a stone Above my contentment The autumn
up the daily news Looks like tomorrows blues But its better than none Call on the telephone knowin' that he's not home I'll put on the Rollin' Stones
Still searching around, I can't hear any sound silence ist the loudest tone Your eyes are dark and cold, your face looks white and old your heart is made of stone
I'm afraid that noone will save me I feel so cold and I'm alone and noone can help me I feel so hollow I'm alone - my angel is crying I feel so stoned
Autumn Jones, when you fell and cut Your knee when you were six You said it wasn't nothing that you couldn't fix Life would be long Autumn Jones, do
frow A shrine where all the nameless robots Pay homage to their countrey idol Got to pass the time of day Between the canyon walls of stone and steel
's just a thing with you A spacious place Infinite Dangerous Promising Black with white This night Years of tears, emotion Held like so... inside Autumn
We've changed, a new change of season Autumn came, we went, I went insane Never was winter so cold, no Look away from the homeward road I'm feeling love
loss of a shadow At went on a journey withdrawn Skywards you'll met the silver-tongued Memories will clean the hoofs And contain the falling stone from
clouds float by As the memory appears Of the planets so distant and vast As a sign from those to the earth An object of once burning stones Makes us
Shes standind here like carved in stone In silence veiled, her withered cheek A childhood queen without a throne My dreamless sleeping child Red
Conscience, break my stones Give me the sixth sense for words and the wide wave phones Ride your way my love machine Conscience, break my stones Give