Текст песни: Season of the Fall + перевод

Season of the Fall

I am an old man, I am the writing on the wall

I�ve seen a few but they will say that I have seen it all

Not a lot of confidence

Even less of self esteem

These are my means of transportation

Hey or I can�t move at all

I am the witness of the future and the remnant of the past

I roll in oceans I will always sing the song that fails to last

Bones and bakeries

And all that lies in between

These things will shape the weight of presence

With the first stone that is cast

I am a mirror, I am the side of some old barn

I cannot hear you, I am far farther than long gone

Patience and practicals may never have been

That is the means of emulation

In the season of the fall

It’s not time for that reality

It’s not time for some old charm

In the end a near fatality

Broken minds and broken hearts

I am a picture of the answer

I’m a means unto the end

I am the slowest of all dancers

And I dance without a friend

Don’t pause for those concessions

If you know what I mean

As I make my way this warm day on my stroll across the green

I will be making my own way on my stroll across the green

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