My Crimson Inner Sea

Rain falls upon my face
And autumn falls upon me
I need to quicken my pace
For I'm fleeing as I see

Rain falls upon my face
And caresses unhappy world
I cannot see its grace
Nor escape its stranglehold

And autumn falls upon me
Sad, silent and slowly withering
My crimson inner sea
It's boiling and streaming...

I need to quicken my pace
While my inner sea isn't dry
Or else I shall not see her face
That is my wish, but mind and limbs defy

For I'm fleeing as I see
From autumn which passed by
And now you're lost for me
As my inner sea has run dry...