always a sweeping time
pushing and pushing;
i once walked the streets, unconfined
now i watch the sunset
dance
with its dying progeny
but it is too much time;
always a sweeping time
herald of change and the falling
of centigrade
million-children clutching at
their fathers and wrenched from
those hoary, old men
expired, unburied, restless left
to wander the streets--
i see them now.
the wind holds them tight
i see them now.
how they waltz for their
fathers.



Lyrics submitted by DreamsOfLions

Autumn song meanings
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