It's getting late into the night The leaves are slowly turning red The days are falling shorter The trees they wake up sighing Every noontime I laugh sorrowed Every midnight I cry happy The fires they've lost their old flames My trains have no safe stations Stay with me 'til the waves of the storm in the sea of dreams shake your time into pieces 'Til the jets of the storm shake your time into pieces 'Til the waves of the storm shake your time into pieces 'Til the jets of the storm break your time into pieces