In a forepost in September when the harvest was a blaze
In a time where drunken heroes were lost inside the maze
You showed me all your love , you showed me all your joy
You built the measure by which I gauge it by
The beauty and the pageant , the ceremony and rhyme
From all across the courtyard I could see you in your prime
An Angel stands above you the devil sits behind
The queen of hearts is waiting for an ace of any kind
And though its hard to see you on your way
And nothing lasts forever and a day
I hope that you'll return before the sun
I'll keep a place beside me while you're gone
Your tightrope walker swings from the pages of your book
My fortune telling lady is running out of luck
You were dealt a summer through the eye of a hurricane
You joined the circus and I was born in rain
Now here I stand before you there's silence on my tongue
I've told so many stories that all my telling's done
I've laid upon the table all my sorrows and my shame
I've nothing else to offer there's nothing else to blame