Autumn is fast approaching
With her coat of many colors...

Tightly woven strands of thread,
Streatch out their silky arms...

The memories that I have of you
We're never the best of times...

I see those tears your trying to conceal
As they seep from your weary eyes...

There's a star in the Heavens
That's been shining for years...

He dwells inside my head
The creator of my dreams...

He sits on his throne high above
And his Mighty name is God...

She's known the World over
Such an honor to look at...

Oh these Poisoned Tears that I cry
Are laced with pain from deep inside...

Her petals glisten with morning dew
It's such a fine sight to see...

Her barren lands now sit naked
Just the signs of her dimise...

Years I've dreamed of snagging her
And holding her softly in my hands...