We fall like the
Leaves in autumn time
Bruised and battered
By the wind as our
Descent takes us away
To a place where
We'll make our home
Again, again, again
So when all the
Streets are lined
With souls scattered
You came and found
Me, one in the red array
And held me with care
Reminder I wasn't alone
And then, and then, and then
Well, that's it really, want to finish the story for me?