I wandered too far from my father's lands
But my mother knew me well
So she wrapped me in fine linen clothes and sent me from hell
Hand-prints then fogged on window panes
Gasping for thin, new-found air
With their eyes like guns under fire, they stand and they stare
Ships made sail, the stubborn winds came
Sky fell down in drops of rain
Battered down the docks made call
Bringing in the Ides of Fall
I know that things change but I don't know why
I'd escape it if I could
See, I'm curious at heart, but I'll rest where you state that I should
Ships made sail, the stubborn winds came
Skies fell down in drops of rain
Battered down the docks made call
Bringing in the Ides of Fall
Ships made sail, the stubborn winds came
Sky fell down in drops of rain
Battered down the docks made call
Bringing in the Ides of Fall