the fall chorus

stale and ailing
trails are fading
grey stone engraving
sky is caving
so say we all now

so say we all
saved from the shelf
so say we all
saved from the shelf
so say we all now

breath is trailing
fog unfailing
wise men proclaiming
want and waning

out past the dying light
beyond a great sleep
the writhing of the changing tides
holds no keep
(so say we all)
holds no keep
(saved from the shelf)
holds no keep
(so say we all)
holds no keep
(saved from the shelf)
so say we all now