Last Supper of Autumn
A Dark and Dramatic Song
Verse 1
The leaves fall heavy, the sky turns gray,
The wind whispers secrets of a debt to pay.
The table's set with silver and gold,
But the air is cold, the air is cold.
Once we gathered with laughter and cheer,
Now silence reigns, and draws us near.
A final meal beneath the moon,
The end of autumn, coming too soon.
Pre-Chorus
Candles flicker, shadows crawl,
There's a chill in the room, a ghost in the hall.
We sit in silence, hearts full of dread,
Knowing what's coming, the words left unsaid.
Chorus
This is the Last Supper of Autumn, where the past won't forgive,
A table of sorrow, where we no longer live.
The harvest is empty, the crops have all died,
And in the stillness, we hide what's inside.
At the Last Supper of Autumn, we sit side by side,
But love's long gone, and hope has died.
Verse 2
The food is laid, but no one speaks,
Each glance we trade is frail and weak.
The wine is bitter, the bread is dry,
The fire burns low, a hollow sigh.
What once was warm, now turns to stone,
We feast as strangers, so far from home.
The years of harvest, the seasons of grace,
Have led us to this lonely place.
Pre-Chorus
Candles flicker, shadows grow,
A truth we buried starts to show.
We lift our forks, but nothing tastes right,
The end of a family, sealed in the night.
Chorus
This is the Last Supper of Autumn, where the past won't forgive,
A table of sorrow, where we no longer live.
The harvest is empty, the crops have all died,
And in the stillness, we hide what's inside.
At the Last Supper of Autumn, we sit side by side,
But love's long gone, and hope has died.
Bridge
The ghosts of the past, they hover near,
Whispering truths we refuse to hear.
The walls are closing, the fire grows cold,
The story of a family slowly unfolds.
Once there was love, once there was light,
Now only shadows fill the night.
Chorus
This is the Last Supper of Autumn, where the past won't forgive,
A table of sorrow, where we no longer live.
The harvest is empty, the crops have all died,
And in the stillness, we hide what's inside.
At the Last Supper of Autumn, we sit side by side,
But love's long gone, and hope has died.
Outro
The chairs are empty, the room is still,
No more voices, no more will.
Autumn has ended, the leaves have all blown,
The Last Supper of Autumn, and we're left alone.
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English
Last Supper of Autumn
A Dark and Dramatic Song
Verse 1
The leaves fall heavy, the sky turns gray,
The wind whispers secrets of a debt to pay.
The table's set with silver and gold,
But the air is cold, the air is cold.
Once we gathered with laughter and cheer,
Now silence reigns, and draws us near.
A final meal beneath the moon,
The end of autumn, coming too soon.
Pre-Chorus
Candles flicker, shadows crawl,
There's a chill in the room, a ghost in the hall.
We sit in silence, hearts full of dread,
Knowing what's coming, the words left unsaid.
Chorus
This is the Last Supper of Autumn, where the past won't forgive,
A table of sorrow, where we no longer live.
The harvest is empty, the crops have all died,
And in the stillness, we hide what's inside.
At the Last Supper of Autumn, we sit side by side,
But love's long gone, and hope has died.
Verse 2
The food is laid, but no one speaks,
Each glance we trade is frail and weak.
The wine is bitter, the bread is dry,
The fire burns low, a hollow sigh.
What once was warm, now turns to stone,
We feast as strangers, so far from home.
The years of harvest, the seasons of grace,
Have led us to this lonely place.
Pre-Chorus
Candles flicker, shadows grow,
A truth we buried starts to show.
We lift our forks, but nothing tastes right,
The end of a family, sealed in the night.
Chorus
This is the Last Supper of Autumn, where the past won't forgive,
A table of sorrow, where we no longer live.
The harvest is empty, the crops have all died,
And in the stillness, we hide what's inside.
At the Last Supper of Autumn, we sit side by side,
But love's long gone, and hope has died.
Bridge
The ghosts of the past, they hover near,
Whispering truths we refuse to hear.
The walls are closing, the fire grows cold,
The story of a family slowly unfolds.
Once there was love, once there was light,
Now only shadows fill the night.
Chorus
This is the Last Supper of Autumn, where the past won't forgive,
A table of sorrow, where we no longer live.
The harvest is empty, the crops have all died,
And in the stillness, we hide what's inside.
At the Last Supper of Autumn, we sit side by side,
But love's long gone, and hope has died.
Outro
The chairs are empty, the room is still,
No more voices, no more will.
Autumn has ended, the leaves have all blown,
The Last Supper of Autumn, and we're left alone.
A Dark and Dramatic Song
Verse 1
The leaves fall heavy, the sky turns gray,
The wind whispers secrets of a debt to pay.
The table's set with silver and gold,
But the air is cold, the air is cold.
Once we gathered with laughter and cheer,
Now silence reigns, and draws us near.
A final meal beneath the moon,
The end of autumn, coming too soon.
Pre-Chorus
Candles flicker, shadows crawl,
There's a chill in the room, a ghost in the hall.
We sit in silence, hearts full of dread,
Knowing what's coming, the words left unsaid.
Chorus
This is the Last Supper of Autumn, where the past won't forgive,
A table of sorrow, where we no longer live.
The harvest is empty, the crops have all died,
And in the stillness, we hide what's inside.
At the Last Supper of Autumn, we sit side by side,
But love's long gone, and hope has died.
Verse 2
The food is laid, but no one speaks,
Each glance we trade is frail and weak.
The wine is bitter, the bread is dry,
The fire burns low, a hollow sigh.
What once was warm, now turns to stone,
We feast as strangers, so far from home.
The years of harvest, the seasons of grace,
Have led us to this lonely place.
Pre-Chorus
Candles flicker, shadows grow,
A truth we buried starts to show.
We lift our forks, but nothing tastes right,
The end of a family, sealed in the night.
Chorus
This is the Last Supper of Autumn, where the past won't forgive,
A table of sorrow, where we no longer live.
The harvest is empty, the crops have all died,
And in the stillness, we hide what's inside.
At the Last Supper of Autumn, we sit side by side,
But love's long gone, and hope has died.
Bridge
The ghosts of the past, they hover near,
Whispering truths we refuse to hear.
The walls are closing, the fire grows cold,
The story of a family slowly unfolds.
Once there was love, once there was light,
Now only shadows fill the night.
Chorus
This is the Last Supper of Autumn, where the past won't forgive,
A table of sorrow, where we no longer live.
The harvest is empty, the crops have all died,
And in the stillness, we hide what's inside.
At the Last Supper of Autumn, we sit side by side,
But love's long gone, and hope has died.
Outro
The chairs are empty, the room is still,
No more voices, no more will.
Autumn has ended, the leaves have all blown,
The Last Supper of Autumn, and we're left alone.
Writer: Richard Girard
Copyright: Lyrics © Too Lost LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Too Lost LLC