Fall

There’s a blue bird at my window
I can’t hear the songs he sings
All the jewels in heaven
They don’t look the same to me

I just wade the tides that turned
Till I learn to leave the past behind

All the battlements are empty
And the moon is laying low
Yellow roses in the graveyard
Got no time to watch them grow

Now I bade a friend farewell
I can do whatever pleases me

Press my face up to the window
To see how warm it is inside
See the things that I’ve been missing
Missing all this time

It’s only lies that I’m living
It’s only tears that I’m crying
It’s only you that I’m losing
Guess I’m doing fine

Lá fora já se ouvem as gotas da chuva a cair.. Parece que finalmente chegou o Outono, e os dias bucólicos que lhe são tão característicos, que nos deixam sempre pensativos sobre o que nos corre bem ou mal..
Uma nova semana começa.. O trabalho espera-me..