"Swan Song" lyrics

I raise a glass for every note
For every distant dream in hope
That it may find
The change they seek
In their mind

Silent leaves falling
Beneath the winter bramblings
Fall timely into
November tidings
I trample through the chesty
Smoke with you
From the old houses
Smell the brush and bramble

See the traffic lights
Bid adieu to all those
West-ward bound students
Sight one I used to pal with
Winter consumes this place
Gentle remains its pace
And we carry on
Oblivious to our Swan Song

I raise a glass for every note
For every distant dream in hope
That it may find
The change they seek
In their mind

And the end finds us too late
Removing caps
Outside the gates
Of the old halls
Neglected
All the old songs

But I still see lights bid adieu
To all the old friends and the fools
Singing the new songs
Away from all my old haunts
The light may fade
But never die
There is a place for you and I
Quite well known
To the artists who have known

I raise a glass for every note
For every distant dream in hope
That it may find
The change they seek
In their mind