Autumn leaves are falling 'round us,
I'm here to gather all my many thoughts
Of all the things that might have been,
Or gained at such a cost.
In some of us there's endless hoping,
In some of us there's craziness, too,
Holding on to better reasons —
Works for me and you.

...You know it's [bad word] ..
And when the stakes are higher,
Never play with fire,
Leave it alone...

Walked into a country churchyard,
Wondered what kind of life they led,
Wandered to a [bad word] Of gentry that had fled.
Some of them had endless hoping,
Some of them were crazy, too,
Holding on to better reasons
We'll never [bad word] know.

..These trees will tumble down
On a stormy day,
And these leaves will fade away,
Fade away!..

The autumn leaves are falling 'round us,
I'm here to gather all my many thoughts
Of all the things that might have been —
As the ground has turned to frost.