The autumn sun's gone down Now the darkness covers the town I collapse in between a verb and a noun In disorder, I almost drown Then I lose my sight So I try to hear what I've got to write Through a veil of the night And the paper is still white Leisurely, eternally Oh, seasons change It seems everything turns to be new and strange Thinking of your next day as a day you die Leisurely you break down into a scenery All the rest is passing slowly As a closing ceremony Look at the sky turning red And pray the day will be lost in shred Or you'll be haunted, you'll be dead Averting your gaze from what lies ahead Sudden ghosts out of the past Every 24 hours passed Somebody said the next day could be your last You wish to keep, you better grab it fast Leisurely, eternally Leisurely, eternally Oh, seasons change It seems everything turns to be new and strange Thinking of your next day as a day you die Leisurely you break down into a scenery All the rest is passing slowly As a closing ceremony Leisurely, eternally Leisurely, eternally…