And I still lay here restlessnRight through the cold, dead nightnnAll these autumn nights are so coldnI feel the warm-hearted breeze coming over mennThese autumn nightsnAre far too cold and far too longnMy heart is beatingnFar too loud in this awkward silencennLet's take the longest walknOff of the shortest piernAnd let the tide take awaynEverything that we hold dearnnThe blackest of clouds hangs heavy over my headnThese crashing waves only lead me to an earlier death