Autumn's Fiery Tongue

This season is about to draw its curtain call She draws a smile to please you all The Autumn holds its fiery tongue To the uncertainty of what's to come Draw a footstep in the sand All of your people at your command Close the door to their soul Block the sun forevermore Wavering voice fills the room The light casts its shadow on the sand The Autumn holds its fiery tongue To the uncertainty of what's to come Draw the sun in a dark room On parchment paper Your mother's scorn Read the string at your front door Cast the spell forevermore