Woorden:
Autumn Choir

Sounds of laughter and happiness turns my teardrops to rain Been bearing this burden for too many of my days Looks like breezes of autumn done finally

a boy and girl in an innocent world, before the flanders tide, When the autumn leaves had turned to gold, She would have her wedding day, And the people sang like an angel choir

autumn of 1916 A shy, pretty girl from east Texas Religious and restless Humble and kind as a person could be She loved to sing in the choir, 'loud and

Unearthly Desire Whilst entering the Castle Halls Magnificent Whisper welcomes me As Bride's ghostly Grace is unveiled the Courtain of my Tragedy opens Sweet Choirs

them into jars on the shelf But I'll have you know Oh, oh I'll have you know That if I had 10 or 20 I'd have a choir of little children sing along I'd have a choir

comes with the breeze Cold chambers, punishment awaits Hollow tone haunts, anticipation's choir sings Turn around, face the depth of inner sanctum Autumn

a boy and girl in an innocent world, before the Flanders tide, When the autumn leaves had turned to gold, She would have her wedding day, And the people sang like an angel choir

them into jars on the shelf But I'll have you know Oh, oh I'll have you know That if I had 10 or 20 I'd have a choir of little children sing along I'd have a choir

The autumn leaves were falling, On these old cathedral walls, There were candles in the darkness, Singing in the choir, And reading out the names, Of