One time, long time - I saw your face in mine, I ran, I came, I stood and watched in vain…
I'll walk three paces and turn around These are the faces of people, I'm sure, Who look in rooms, where it's hard to stare. I am a ghost of what I used to be, Looked in some manhood fraternities.
And when you tried to suppress my bursts, I cried only for effect and disease. Entertaining and explaining your power clause, It's so nice to be young and fussed, Amidst the dying fall!
Mother, you spoil me now! You're a guest of honour now! And there's no hope, Just a perfect situation Left for us now.
And I'm always deaf to silence in the crowds They'll shake and rattle out there. I like talking to those, who always talk loud, Some Green hope and a bedroom suite - This is the dying fall! This is the dying fall!
I dreamed, and dreamed, a senator's nightmare scheme All gone, how sad, another locked fraternity
Sleeping hard on the telephone, Watch another boom and overflow.
Your madness shines like cars in the rain So let the King have his Queen for today Another song for the Lady in the radiator: She sits around and stools all day, Waiting for the dying fall! This is the dying fall!
So, we cried, As the dying fall sighed.. 'This is the irony of life! This is mine, no black heroes now, But you're old and dry, You came to see me cry….