On that day his old thoughts were as fresh as the drops of an autumn rain In the wind his nightcap fluttered at the slow rhythm of the smoky gray leaves Through his gown that waste air played a song he has heard fifty years ago At his feet broken shards and dead grass draw the path for an old good time mythic land Go little old man don't dare to come back Hold on your dusty clap-trap Wandering going nowhere while october's turning red Listening to the leaves fall something's fading Among sleeping memories there's a face that's fading in Feels like missing something always been there Around so many people He feels good A familiar feeling Look there Musicians are playing People are laughing and dancing The party is far to be over A woman is waiting for him To give him a chance He's staring at her Dance with me all life long as the leaves keep falling down Stay with me and hold me till the end arrives Among sleeping memories there's your face that's fading in I am feeling like I've always been there Among sleeping memories there's your face that's fading in I am feeling like I've always been there