and autumn chill is finally in the air
The gold and yellow fall down to the earth
and when I think of you, I fall to black.
October's fading light brings melancholy
Spirits resurrected from their graves
Your ghost haunts dusty corners of my memory
I see you in my dreams and fall to black.
You came to me so suddenly
You left that way as well
I try to be okay with it, but
Sometimes it's just hell.
The morning sun awakens tired limbs
but soon there will be frost upon the grass
Without a winter, there can be no spring
I close my eyes and let it fall to black.