Totally shrouded in stark memories, within the walls of echoing voices; My bones are chilled and frozen now, while remembering painful choices.
The sunlight fading into dusk, with purple streaks of a bitter sky; As one final ray of amber light, gently streams into my tearful eyes.
The porch where love had been professed, lay paint-chipped and desolate in gray; My words are stuck inside my throat, I struggle but there's no more to say.
And while the Autumn breezes blow, through the bronzed and wistful trees; Their sighs will carry our old sweet song, among the damp and trembling leaves.