I was dreaming in the steam was so clear for a minute And I thought, and the dripping and And I said, confess everything"
Yes, I own this land, I own these my, my estate This is my tea Everything I can, I
now, I have the bend The I ever, place the tea just so release and turn, oh no, not yet Then release and turn, turn away go
Better try looking at me He's wait 'til tomorrow, want him to know Next he orders tea, release and turn Turn and limp away, and limp away
I was walking the forest On my today I had this feeling was going to change
I was walking the dry leaves It was very They changed their color
All the leaves green I don't mind it's over I mind when it's all done It's just the moments in
Just it's gone Something's going to Something's going to I know, I know, I
And autumn comes, well, there's lots of work to do Bill, means you, time to clean the kettles And the pots on the wall, pickling and All the vegetables, stop kicking the Are we pickling year? Yes, you know we are
And when autumn Well, there's of work to do Bill, that means you, to get the twigs up You know, all stick things
Time to trim the roses So year even more grow Does it hurt to do that? it hurt them? No
And autumn comes Well, start to go he is now, down into the valley To the market he
Down the tiny roads That along the vineyards And people on their rakes And they say, Hello, hello, Francesco there, hello
And are my swans Believe me, there's no And there isn't because it's so Because it's so dark, it's so dark
I was through the dry leaves It was very The fell without changing No and no reds
Something's to happen going to change And just then as I up I remembered you said
I'm crying because I you I know that things change I be there when you leave if you're afraid?
You said, something about the The moments in between the When the shifts The clanging of the
And a dog up and growls And a cow begins to And a nun nearby stops to herself and then move on
I was in the forest I down in the leaves And I watched the above me Crossing in the
I the bare branches I the healing bells The bareness in the sun The greyness and the
And a flock of flew over And I laughed harder I laughed I was heaving Then was still
now, I have the bend Place the tea so Then and turn, oh, not yet Turn away then go, try again He's looking at me, wait until
Don't want him to know, next time, he orders tea Release and turn, and limp away Limp away just go, turn just go Just go, just go, go