The fiery shades of autumn Drowned in heavy darkness I breathe with these old walls of grained wood Falling under weight of grey skies Pushed by the iron hand of time The house lays silent like the beatings of this hollow heart The timelessness of grief The sadness of time passing The blue dust of gentle rain Dripping from leaves and eaves Spirited away in a mere reflection of your world The sound of writing against the night The timelessness of grief The sadness of time passing The golden hues of lone lantern Delicate and dim piercing through Darkness and light Death and birth