Letra de They Call Me October

They call me October Leaves have dried, branches have died and I stand shaken After the browning, I had to leave this place behind And pray for a better day in time Can't boast in anything now When the fall in its stealth can strip me of my wealth What have I got to show for myself? After the browning I had to leave this place behind And pray for a better day in time Can't be wishin' that I'm not here now An unfamiliar place, a whole new face for things so pure that I am sure They cannot be broken, they will not be broken So beg me not embitter Though I look so old, stretched slight and cold I will not be broken I will not be broken