"First leaves touch the ground. Shadows are to be our company. An age draws near. In which days die away, die softly. When the light dwindles. When the curtain falls.
Huge and ashen and overfull roll the clouds. To crush the horizon and affliction drops. Viciously as trip, deprives the mind I would. Just need to learn silent oblivion from the world.
No-one seems to care about.. No-one seems to ask.. Behind this face there's wasted memory.. Caught beneath a mask.. . This heart will beat another day..
You saw me dancing on top of the world.. You saw me down below.. I try to fly but i might not come back again.. Do you wonder why?. Don't count on me (don't you ever)..