October

Thousand silhouette of leaves dancin'

Oh rhythm constantly a' changin'

Sing for the lonely, hush the soul

Litter the ground, October blow.

Touch the napes of those who labor

Calm the weary, whisper hope

Thine is light for a writer's heart

If it might thou shalt depart.

Now comes the rain, caress of life

For things below, sky's remembrance

Like an answer like an assurance

What mostly tears us is great distance...