Falling down like foliage in the fall…
Aging like an angel through the ages…
Waiting for the final curtain call…
Holding hope by sharp and rusted edges…
Looking up and sliding down …
Leaving dreams in a childhood town …
Driving crazy sunset bound…
Seeing no one else around…
Life is life, and kind is kind…
Somewhere there - along the line
Like a blessing in disguise
Ends my road of true lies…
Falling down like foliage in the fall…
Aging like an angel through the ages…
Diving to the bottom of the Stream…
Trying to retrieve all I’d forgotten…
Breaking free from old and useless things…
Fading like the circles on the water…
I have nothing to confess...
I have nothing but confusion…
I am charmed but not impressed
By my autumn’s strange illusion…
Time is knocking on my door…
Bringing news I hate to hear…
Broken mirror on the floor…
A tangled web of sins to live with…
Falling down like foliage in the fall…
Aging like an angel through the ages…