With the last sunlight My body cries for winter But my mind Longs for autumn With the last sunlight My body cries for winter But my mind Longs for autumn With the last sunlight My body cries for winter But my mind Longs for autumn With the last sunlight My body cries for winter But my mind Is this another attempt to hide a bruised frame? Its colour changes like the trees And when the leaves wither And fall to the ground I stand in the crimson rain It all reminds me Of moments spent on the road And this soil will be my foundation So fill up these cups Let's drink to our doubts This life has more to offer Than you think about Every morning And every day You'll find another reason to stay Roses and skeletons Another closet filled with innocence So take flight Like a kite With the last sunlight This tempest will hold So will your frame Let autumn wash away your pain Roses and skeletons The beacons of our youth The beacons of our youth