Darkening Day

Brown is the earth Gray is the sky Cold is the hearth Barren to the eye An empty landscape one can’t escape Such sweet sadness Such sweet decay An empty house on a Darkening Day Strong is the smell Rising from the crop A wind tolling bell Comes to a stop The heart’s the starkest Awaiting the harvest Such sweet sadness Such sweet decay An empty house on a Darkening Day Shallow are the graves That bury our past Long are the days In lives gone so fast Surrender to time And time is no more Such sweet sadness Such sweet decay An empty house on a Darkening Day An empty house on a Darkening Day An empty house on a Darkening Day