Trouble
The Greying Chill Of Autumn
So far from home, over and done
I don't feel much anymore
Days turned to years and the drying of tears
God help me out of this hole
Trapped in the darkness when it's light
Bound to the ground, I feed the soil as
my spirit is denied
Search day and night, hoping for light
Shrouded in doubt and despair
Milk carton profiles of when we all smiled
Time set them free to repair
Trapped in the darkness when it's light
Bound to the ground, I feed the soil as
my spirit is denied
I cannot move, cannot scream
Can no one intervene?
Heaven saw my resume, but my poor
soul was turned away
Searchers had been oh so close, but now
my rotting corpse just slips away
Beyond all hope shall I remain
It is the greying chill of autumn that now
holds my bones throughout the summer
Please let my family know how I love them so
Trapped in the darkness when it's light
Bound to the ground, I feed the
soil under autumn skies
Trapped in the darkness when it's light
Bound to the ground, I feed the soil as