Autumn Lullaby

[Note]
October, standing on Primrose Hill, feeling the wind breathe in and out; Watching the gentle death of summer into autumn; Listening, as to an elderly lady dying wisely, leaving what she has learnt scrawled around me

[Verse 1]
As autumn comes, I stay behind
And gather sounds she leaves for me
She sings: "Be gentle, be kind
This is not always easy
But if a man should ask for more
Don't be afraid to give
And when he dares not ask at all
Then offer what you have"

[Verse 2]
She shows me pine and cedar tree
Magnolia, yew, and tamarisk
The evergreen is everfree
I hear her, I remember this
I shuffle with October leaves
And worn out wings of butterflies
Through water whispers, grokking weeds
I sing her autumn lullaby