meurt... Les petales tombent parmi les feuilles Fond toi en moi En des images d'une beaute sans amour Et des profiles eclaires en silhouettes ecarlates Dance
se meurt... Les petales tombent parmi les feuilles Fond toi en moi En des images d'une beaute sans amour Et des profiles eclaires en silhouettes ecarlates Dance
me plainly How we meet, how we'll love Oh let life so transform me Like leaves we touched we danced We once knew the story As autumn called and we both
time that you Came, Came, Came Every time that you came The leaves fall gently and like autumn she
down Fluttering like angel wings Like diamonds on the ground Autumn leaves are gone now Winter winds blow cold But I'd dance through December With your
Fluttering like angel wings, like diamonds on the ground. Autumn leaves are gone now, winter winds blow cold. But I'd dance through December with your
watching her dance, As the hem of her dress gently kisses the breast. It suddenly rains on us, She is laughing and turns up her hands. Like autumn
past the marbles in the clearing beneath the geese in flight to the darkening river in the autumn light where it touches down oh like a great bird landing tears of autumn
lost Damn my soul. for the wars that I have fought In your name, was it all in vain Waiting for the son of God to dry these tears of autumn rain he stopped
our kids We're burning there minds but we can't touch their hearts Until our tears fall in love, I'll stitch my cheek to yours And we'll dance all night
Natural Bridge by Adrienne Young (Autumn 2006) Feel like I been riding for a thousand years Down this lonesome road and bitter trail of tears But I gotta
veins My voice unheard, unseen the tears I’m waiting where the moonsun reigns My garden whispers tunes Hear my voice and drink my tears I await you
ten foot deep in it lies a hundred tears In my garden, among the trees In my dreams, among the ruins of past and present fears and lies. I dance
dance, behind the burning clouds the demons wait to change your wishes into curses and all is mould and all's decay. The summer left, the autumn died
want to go to the Festival And dance before the Prince. [STEPMOTHER & STEPSISTERS] She still wants to go to the Festival And dance before the Prince
a hint of gray that stays Behind our eyes There's a certain hope that fades In winter light Our dreams they lie like autumn And we don't mind Our tears
all as we dance in our arrogance cautiously we speak, like pulling teeth as we swallow our tongues so cry out with a rose in hand tear it in two, it
me cry So sad and kind of bitter sweet And the memories filled with tears And I fear my heart will break Guess it all was my mistake Autumn's chilling
