Slumbering past awakens Bleak memories take form Dead leaves fall down The last summer sun takes flight Dance of dead leaves Nature dressed in fire Cold air caresses my soul This is the Season of Thought..
Vyšlo na albech
Slumbering past awakens Bleak memories take form Dead leaves fall down The last summer sun takes flight Dance of dead leaves Nature dressed in fire Cold air caresses my soul This is the Season of Thought..