Autumn

I speak of a time
When everything starts crumbling
When beauty says its final goodbye
This time when life starts to surrender
Accepting death, hoping for rebirth
Everything dies, everything dies
Slowly but safely we're going down
As the trees we lose our leaves
And someday we are rotting
Six feet under's the destination
No suspense since we are born
No alternative, except a crude one
To die or to not be born
And as the birds leave for warmer skies
And as your friends already left
You start to feel the sorrow
Of dying alone in a world that will keep living without you
As you never existed
because you only existed for those who loved you

Autumn's the time of the end
The end of beautiful days
The end of innocence
A time for duty, responsibility
The end of that summer love, that girl you'll never see again

Autumn's the time for pain
The pain of being alone
The pain of growing old
The pain of being trapped
In this body that will someday die