I've finally been able to write a song

Broken, shattered by the cold,
My life, fallin' into pieces,
Nothing warm to hold on to,
Here come the Winter storms,

The fires of October extinguished,
Wrenched from my insides, ashes fly in the wind,
Only a hole is left to show what was lost,
Hope - and everything with it

Green to gold, the peak of life,
Gold to brown, nearing the end,
Fallen to the ground looking up at what was lost,
Torn from the hope of holding on,
These are the days of November

Rotting on the ground,
Taken back into the earth,
Lost forever, you fade away,
Nothing to see, nothing to look forward to,

Completely empty, fearing the future,
No direction, nowhere to run to, nowhere to hide,
Lost in this Winter, year after year,
Can't escape, can't hold on any longer,
These are the days of November.

Broken, shattered by the cold,
My life, fallin' into pieces,
Nothing warm to hold on to,
Here come the Winter storms,
These are the days of November

These are the days of November