Now drifted

You was getting drunk,

and I lost myself.

Hardly no longer here

I can handle. I wade

still autumnal

paths through life.

Hardly any other

seasons anymore

I understand.

The eternal autumn it

living inside of me.

Although I left, it

the house, I forgot

of the city.

With a happy

I could be.

now drifted

the winds of life,

and someone

the word of the wind

I see my lips escaping.