I was in the steam room Everything was so clear for a And I thought, and the dripping and And I said, I'll everything"
Yes, I own this land, I own forests my, my estate This is my tea I can, I confess
Bend now, I have the The best I ever, the tea just so release and turn, oh no, not yet Then release and turn, turn then go
Better try again at me He's wait 'til tomorrow, don't him to know time he orders tea, release and turn Turn and limp away, and limp away
I was walking the forest On my break I had this funny Something was going to
I was through the dry leaves It was very They hadn't changed their
All the were green I don't when it's over I don't mind it's all done It's just the moments in
Just before it's Something's going to Something's going to I know, I know, I
And when autumn comes, well, there's of work to do Bill, that means you, time to the kettles And the pots on the wall, and preserving All the vegetables, kicking the apples Are we pickling year? Yes, you know we are
And autumn comes Well, lots of work to do Bill, that you, time to get the twigs up You know, all those stick
Time to back the roses So next year more grow Does it them to do that? it hurt them? No
And autumn comes Well, deliveries to go he is now, down into the valley To the market he
Down the tiny roads wind along the vineyards And people on their rakes And say, Hello, hello, there Francesco Francesco there,
And those are my me, there's no light And there isn't because it's so Because so dark, because it's so dark
I was walking through the dry It was strange The leaves fell changing No yellows and no
going to happen Something's to change And just then as I up I remembered you said
I'm crying because I you I know things must change I can't be there when you if you're afraid?
You said, about the leaving The in between the yawning the world shifts The of the trains
And a dog sits up and And a cow begins to And a nun stops to listen herself and then move on
I was laughing in the I fell in the leaves And I watched the above me in the breeze
I the bare branches I love the bells The in the last sun The and the gold
And a flock of geese flew And I harder still I laughed I was heaving Then everything was
Bend now, I have the Place the tea so Then and turn, oh, not yet Turn away go, better try again He's looking at me, wait until
Don't want him to know, time, time he orders tea Release and turn, turn and limp away just go, turn away just go Just go, just go, go