autumn and friday the winds blew
july, september, i knew you
and now i sit on the sand hill
i sing our song to the sea

august, october
mid-april, november, may
beckoning hands made you fly
i cry, it´s curtains today

in august, october the grass grew
the sky was blue and i want you
now as i look out my window
i see the world carry on

august, october
mid-april, november, may
beckoning hands made you fly
i cry, it´s curtains today

august, october
mid-april, november, may
beckoning hands made you fly
i cry, it´s curtains today

i cry, it´s curtains today
i cry, it´s curtains today