Parábola - Turn The Page Lyrics

You're like a graveyard
Entombed, my love, you are a casket
Buried down deep
So could you reach up, from beneath
And take a hold of me, just once I'd like to
Lie beneath with your leaves
In the dead of Autumn
Let me go
Your open arms and your branches
When the trees tower over me
If I could say goodbye, would you be satisfied?
Or drag me under again, I just need, I just need your
Sympathy
In the dead of Autumn
Just let me turn the page
Let me turn the page on all this
But I'll miss it
I'd like to lie beneath with your leaves
In the dead of Autumn
Just let me turn the page
Let me turn the page on all this
But I'll miss it
Turn my pages a-