October Song

I'm falling off the line In a folding night in smoke And she laid me there Looking past the walls for something Now I'm tearing the room for a burning light of faith And she laid me there In her kinder arms I turn When you're stoned On the floor In a fire "You can't blame yourself For the toll Is clearing now" Oh come on; come on love Now I've covered my mind With the song of heaven's toil When she laid me there Oh I'm counting on this love of mine Whеn you're stoned On the floor In a firе "You can't blame yourself For the toll Is clearing now" Oh come on; come on love Oh come on; come on Oh come on; come on Oh come on; come on