The rustle of leaves, The way they give into the breeze Sweet autumn flows Nostalgia caresses the only way it knows I have longed for some time For comfort, a past sense of sublime I have longed for some time For a life that once was mine Such distances Mere memories Whisper sweet, sweet melodies The moments that have since passed Are memories that might not last The turning of vestigial leaves What now remains is scarlet stained I will hold you My iridescent, reminiscent I want to go back to where I was When I was a kid playing for kicks And my father built me brick by brick And now I'm slipping, losing grip in everything Sweet memory Now time has left me on my own With unforgiving ease Unhinge, unbind, this weight imprisons me I have longed for some time For comfort, a past sense of sublime I have longed for some time For a life that once was mine Such distances Mere memories Whisper sweet, sweet melodies The moments that have since passed Are memories that might not last The turning of vestigial leaves What now remains is scarlet stained Scarlet stained