LYRIC
Since we buried you bellow
On that still winter day
In the plot you picked out so many years ago
When you laid your wife in her grave [Chorus] Bring me back to autumn
Or lead me on to May
I am not ready to take the helm
Abandoned on your dying day [Verse 2] Played that reverie
And that's just fine with me
If the crows sit and caw
How cold and deep the freeze
Steals our every hope
Even after the thaw [Chorus] But bring me back to autumn
Or lead me on to May
I am not ready to take the helm
Abandoned on your dying day [Bridge] If I can here return
If I can ever learn
To fill the void, as they say
Grateful I have this earth
To channel you in my hands
Feel your force in a way [Chorus] And it would bring me back to autumn
Or lead me on to May
I am not ready to take the helm
Abandoned on your dying day
And it would bring me back to autumn
Or lead me on to May
I am not ready to take the helm
Abandoned on your dying day
Your dying day, your dying day
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