Curse of Autumn

If the truth isn't sacred, why are we afraid?
Have we all been missed by our dreams?
And if our prayers go unanswered, who are we to blame?
As our seasons pass by like the wind...
We fall like withering leaves,
leaving nothing but a world that is broken

And maybe someday we'll all forget who we are
Allowing ourselves a future reborn
Is our indifference to forget why we're here?
Bringing on the curse of autumn...