Remember that autumn we were strolling
Hand in hand but the leaves weren't falling
The birds flitting across branches calling
Our names together as if it were one word
In tweets and chirps and it sounded absurd
But we laughed all the same when we heard
The name that was us and we kept going
To where we were headed with hearts showing
And souls naked with words silently flowing
You might have forgotten but I forever recall
The lost autumn when the leaves refused to fall
And the birds said what we wanted, they said it all

Somewhere someone is going
Without anyone even knowing
Across massive rivers of blood
In the young revolution flood

While the mothers in black hide
Their tears which now have dried
Out of bloodshot sleepless eyes
Across vast open miles and miles

Mothers with their sons throwing
Themselves into the river flowing
And with tireless soldiers of God
All for the long forgotten cause

The blasted and wounded call
They cry for battle but never fall
What is war for widows and mothers
What is freedom for young lovers

There is only endless years of waiting
There is only loneliness and hating
And somewhere someone is going
Without anyone ever knowing