Back to Autumn

We haven't been the same, you know Since we buried you below On that still winter day In the plot you picked out So many years ago When you laid your wife in her grave Bring me back to autumn Or lead me on to May I'm not ready to take the helm Abandoned on your dying day Played them a reverie And that's just fine with me If the crows sit and caw How deep the earth will freeze And seal our every hum Even after the thaw Bring me back to autumn Or lead me on to May I'm not ready to take the helm Abandoned on your dying day If I can here return If I can ever learn to Fill the void, as they say Grateful I can have this earth to Channel you in my hands Feel your force, in a way And it will bring me back to autumn Or lead me on to May I'm not ready to take the helm Abandoned on your dying day And it will bring me back to autumn Or lead me on to May I'm not ready to take the helm Abandoned on your dying day Your dying day, your dying day