The leaves of autumn drop from branches to the ground
Contemplating air & earth making not a sound.
How easy for time to slip away
The meadow blooms are waning, the hedgerows limply thin
Displaying the empty nests, where birds were held within
How easy for time to fly away
Every note composed has been played
& every page that was written, displayed
The music of the flow, trails echoes as it goes
East to West, Dawn to Dusk....forever on
The ripples on the village pond shimmer in the late afternoon
Sparkles dancing on the water to an ancient tune
How easy for time to dance away
A breeze from the far fields comes slowly into town
bearing the seed of scattered greenery
How easy for time to be carried away
Every note composed has been played
& every page that was written, displayed
The music of the flow, trails echoes as it goes
East to West, Dawn to Dusk....forever on
So ....is this all there is?
Was that all I could be?
No! Don't get depressed too soon.
We are all alive & in tune
Remember this is just an Autumn Song
We are part of nature; we sing the same songs.
Rising in the morning by evening we are gone
How easy for us to be born away
Every note composed has been played
& every page that was written, displayed
The music of the flow, trails echoes as it goes
East to West, Dawn to Dusk....forever on
So ....is this all there is?
Was that all I could be?
No! Don't get depressed too soon.
We are all alive & in tune
Remember this is just an Autumn Song
Just an Autumn Song...(x3)