Besedila: Caedmons Call. Caedmon's Call. Close Of Autumn.

When I'm cold and alone all I want
Is my freedom, a sudden gust of gravity
I stop wailing and kicking just to let
This water cover me, cover me

Only if I rest my arms, rest my mind
You'll overcome me and swell up around me
With my fighting so vain, with my vanity
So fought, I'm rolling over

'Cause in just the same way the stream becomes
Swollen up, swollen with cold up over the ground
When my heart draws close to the close of autumn
Your love, your love abounds

All this time I've been thinking, wondering
How would it be to breathe in deep
Guess I need to be careful when I ask
For a drink, just might get what I ask for

And I know just what you'd say to me
That's why I don't ask you, what would I ask you?
I'm like a bull-headed boy these days
Crying my toy is gone, you're shiny and new

'Cause in just the same way the stream becomes
Swollen up, swollen with cold up over the ground
When my heart draws close to the close of autumn
Your love, your love abounds

Guess I'll drop my anger here before
I float away and the chains around me
An awful lot of talking, I don't leave you
Much to say, you didn't ever leave me

And my greatest fear was you'd leave me here
A long time back my feet could touch the bottom