They Call Me October

[Verse 1]
They call me October
Leaves have dried
Branches have died
And I stand shaken

[Hook]
After the browning
I had to leave this place behind
And pray for a better day and time

[Verse 2]
Can’t boast in anything now
When the fall and its stealth
Can strip me of my wealth
What have I got to show for myself?

[Hook]
After the browning
I had to leave this place behind
And pray for a better day and time

[Verse 3]
Can’t be a-wishin’ that I, I’m not here now
An unfamiliar place
A whole new face
For things so pure that I am sure

They cannot be
Broken
They cannot be
Broken
Na, ah

[Verse 4]
So beg me not, I’m bitter
Though I look so old, stretched slight and cold

I will not be
Broken
I will not be
Broken
Na, ah