I'll sing you this October song,
Oh, there is no song before it
The words and tune are none of my own,
For my joys and sorrows bore it
Beside the sea
The brambly briars in the still of evening,
Birds fly out behind the sun,
And with them I'll leavng
The fallen leaves that jewel the ground,
They know the art of dying,
And leave with joy their glad gold hearts,
In the scarlet shadows lying
When hunger calls my footsteps home,
The morning follows after,
I swim the seas within my mind,
And the pine-trees laugh green laughter
I sed to search for happiness,
And I used to follow pleasure,
But I found a door behind my mind,
And that's the greatest treasure
For rulers like to lay down laws,
And rebels like to break them,
And the poor priests like to walk in chains,
And God likes to forsake the
I met a man whose name was Time,
And he said, "I must be goin,"
But just how long that was,
I have no way of knowing
Sometimes I want to murder time,
Sometimes when my heart's aching,
But mostly I just stroll along,
The path that he is taking