Leaves are falling all around, It's time I was on my way.
Thanks to you, I'm much obliged for such a pleasant stay.
But now it's time for me to go. The autumn moon lights my way.
For now I smell the rain, and with it pain, and it's headed my way.
Mine's a tale that can't be told, my freedom I hold dear.
years ago in days of old, when magic filled the air.