12 acessos
Time will have warranted all that the foliage brung
Falls to the ground at the feet of the old and the young
Tired and worn from a life made of wallowing pain
Of what will be made
Is all that remains
Of the core
Eh...the old and the young
Time will have warranted all that the foliage brung
So bear...the old and the young
Awoke from a long one that came on the heels of a day
The sun wouldn't rise and then grant us the kindness of rain
Fields full of grandness, surrounded by droves, led away
Then look at the grave
And everything
Adorned
The old and the young
Time will have warranted all that the foliage brung
So bear the old and the young