As seasons change, memories tend to fade these memories our memories tend to fade
the hole left in my meandering heart, the final meandering heart, is caught in dance this dance
deciding the fate of our indian summer while writing my last good bye
it's hard to keep your head up when emerald eyes those emerald eyes are plastered amongst the sky

As I carry love's final hearse with open hands
tears fall, as the last silver moon resolves to the shades of woe
reciting this last eulogy, hapless words of lament and longing
the last piece of this puzzle is obscured, as am i without you.....without you

As my final spring draws near, do you reminisce of a past's Rapture?
thoughts indefinently clouded, memories of a thousand blooming roses
the shimmering reflection of the last petal descending across a uncertain horizon

to the last autumn leaf that falls, I will my heart

they say april showers will bring may flowers
these lips present illusions of chance
i've waitied for this feeling since yesterdays tomorrow
how hard i try for you HOW HARD I TRY FOR MYSELF
forget the expectations of the past this is for today
these lips present illusions of chance
passive ashes in the wind reveal this newfound sunrise
how hard i try for you HOW HARD I TRY FOR MYSELF