Autumn leaves that collect weight in the ashes of Summer  Are cracked and broken by my intruding step  Foreign thoughts that invade my questioning  Of deaths' cold cold waiting  No bait will deter the ancient stalker  Whose colour I'm not sure of  Who's walked between this park  And with icy fingers prepared this morbid corridor of bracken  To take my steps closer there all the time    Then your fingers - hard and comforting  Write solfly through my hair  All that may die between us without death to take the blame    To play games so unprepared  To dance round fires ungurded  Tears become blood of sorrow  And my pulse keeps time so badly with the tune you play with me    My steps down streets that remain unchanged but change so many  Will just vanish like yesterday  Don't think dark throughts you tell me  Yet all our fate waits prepared in darkness  And my hand will funble for the door  Whose handle is too high for me  Whose wood is from those mighty trees  The trees that lay down their leaves so wrecklessly    Mlight remains flickering in Autumn  And musky smoke from blazing bonfires  Will rise like incence from the funeral pyre  In preperation .