You can cry for love You can cry for the light But a cry won't receive any response If it isn't directed at anybody You can cry from anger You can cry from the pain But the crying makes you more empty You don't want to be an empty person And the days of October Are gray and pass slowly Look the clouds are drifting over And there's no rest in me You can keep silently staring And wait for what's coming But the silence feeds the despair The clock ticks on and it becomes late And as the evening falls It becomes so quiet around me And the days of October Are gray and pass slowly Look the clouds are drifting over And there's no rest in me And the days of October Are gray and pass slowly Look the clouds are drifting over And there's no rest in me Feel the days of October Feel the wind Feel the rain coming And a gray time begins