Spring Heirs lyrics

Now in autumn's clutch

The breezes blow often

Cool winds nip at fingers

The cold rains come

Flowers are few and fine

The plants struggling on

Squeezing their last chance

To produce a spring heir

The birds now drink, chilled

From the bath's water basin

Once filled with a tepid pool

Soon it will turn to frigid ice

The leaves turn in colours

Fallen have turned to brown

Cursed by men with rakes

Insulating the earth from snow

The birds that do go, are gone

They that left will struggle on

Sharing the challenge with others

Scratching through to survive

There will be no quits, no respite

It's an uphill climb from here

For bitter cold will come calling

To collect the weak and unprepared

The cool and damp days here

They will change to harsher times

When autumn shall release her grip

That winter's hand takes hold

Those that are weak and old

Shall go to sleep once more

And n'er dream again, to see

Their heirs in spring cared for