September Brings the Autumn Dawn
[Dissonant whispering]
It's cycling the open air
You saw it from the west side corner of the bed
Too cold to leave this room
Face the blackened light
The sense of seasons changing (has kept me on track[?])
I tear without you
This time last year
A voice breaks the silence
Simple time we had
But soon it will be dark
All these cold mornings
Bring back the thoughts I had
The orange glow
The morning wind
[Dissonant whispering]