AUTUMN LEFT WITHOUT A TRACE/
AS IF EVERYTHING HAD BEEN ERASED/
BY A BLANKET OF COLD CLEAN WHITE/
THE MEMORIES ARE ALL BUT GONE/
LINGER HERE ALL WINTER LONG/
HIDING WITH THE FADING LIGHT/

*AND I WISH – I COULD LEAVE/
I WISH – I COULD TAKE FLIGHT/
I WISH – I COULD LEAVE ALL THIS BEHIND/
BUT I AM GROUNDED/

BODY NUMBED FROM DRIVING RAINS/
LIKE DRUGGED FILLED NEEDLES PIERCING VEINS/
STILL CAN’T GET THE MIND TO SLOW DOWN/
AND AS THE HEAD BEGINS TO SPIN/
THE IMAGES APPEAR WITHIN/
AND THEY’RE NEVER GOING TO DROWN OUT/