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The Spangle Maker - Fall Of The Leaves (Part 1) lyrics

From great heights I see before me
The colours unfold to reveal reality
I can feel now the wind brushing pass me
A current reminder of the sunlight diminishing
In the distance the marketplace gathers
Beneath the dying haven of deciduous trees
The craftsmen are selling the fruits of their labours
The farmers are selling the fruits of the harvest

It’s strange to think how this cycle traverses
Day after day, year after year, throughout the ages
Creation blooms; then it dies
Anticipating a resurrection
And even now as the world decays
Due to its passage through time
It’s good to know there still remains
Traces of beauty and truth.