| Song | Tredecim |
| Artist | The Gracious Few |
| Album | The Gracious Few |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| I am the harvest moon | |
| My autumn spry | |
| As summers rapture comes to close | |
| A glow of orange at night | |
| These leaves they lay upon me still | |
| A seasons resting place | |
| Careless and free | |
| I am the winter’s stay | |
| For days upon days | |
| I’ve sailed for your shores | |
| These waters between us crashing and cold | |
| I said I could change for your season | |
| I wouldI said | |
| I would change for this reason | |
| I couldNo house for my rage a shell of securities | |
| Your beaches littered with dead and debris | |
| I said I would come for this reason | |
| I couldI said | |
| I could stay for this season | |
| I wouldI have grown older will | |
| By another name | |
| My days have grown shorter filled | |
| A bit more life upon my plate | |
| I cannot return to days of yore | |
| I commit to time, speed forth | |
| Relentless and rife | |
| Splendor, encore | |
| For days upon days | |
| I’ve sailed for your shores | |
| These waters between us all crashing and cold | |
| I said I could change for your season | |
| I wouldI said | |
| I could change | |
| No house for my rage insecure yes diseased | |
| Your beaches littered with dead and debris | |
| I said I would for your season | |
| I’ve changed | |
| I awaken I am dazed | |
| I returned a gilded man | |
| My life has made me calendar | |
| My life is flatland…. |
| I am the harvest moon | |
| My autumn spry | |
| As summers rapture comes to close | |
| A glow of orange at night | |
| These leaves they lay upon me still | |
| A seasons resting place | |
| Careless and free | |
| I am the winter' s stay | |
| For days upon days | |
| I' ve sailed for your shores | |
| These waters between us crashing and cold | |
| I said I could change for your season | |
| I wouldI said | |
| I would change for this reason | |
| I couldNo house for my rage a shell of securities | |
| Your beaches littered with dead and debris | |
| I said I would come for this reason | |
| I couldI said | |
| I could stay for this season | |
| I wouldI have grown older will | |
| By another name | |
| My days have grown shorter filled | |
| A bit more life upon my plate | |
| I cannot return to days of yore | |
| I commit to time, speed forth | |
| Relentless and rife | |
| Splendor, encore | |
| For days upon days | |
| I' ve sailed for your shores | |
| These waters between us all crashing and cold | |
| I said I could change for your season | |
| I wouldI said | |
| I could change | |
| No house for my rage insecure yes diseased | |
| Your beaches littered with dead and debris | |
| I said I would for your season | |
| I' ve changed | |
| I awaken I am dazed | |
| I returned a gilded man | |
| My life has made me calendar | |
| My life is flatland. |
| I am the harvest moon | |
| My autumn spry | |
| As summers rapture comes to close | |
| A glow of orange at night | |
| These leaves they lay upon me still | |
| A seasons resting place | |
| Careless and free | |
| I am the winter' s stay | |
| For days upon days | |
| I' ve sailed for your shores | |
| These waters between us crashing and cold | |
| I said I could change for your season | |
| I wouldI said | |
| I would change for this reason | |
| I couldNo house for my rage a shell of securities | |
| Your beaches littered with dead and debris | |
| I said I would come for this reason | |
| I couldI said | |
| I could stay for this season | |
| I wouldI have grown older will | |
| By another name | |
| My days have grown shorter filled | |
| A bit more life upon my plate | |
| I cannot return to days of yore | |
| I commit to time, speed forth | |
| Relentless and rife | |
| Splendor, encore | |
| For days upon days | |
| I' ve sailed for your shores | |
| These waters between us all crashing and cold | |
| I said I could change for your season | |
| I wouldI said | |
| I could change | |
| No house for my rage insecure yes diseased | |
| Your beaches littered with dead and debris | |
| I said I would for your season | |
| I' ve changed | |
| I awaken I am dazed | |
| I returned a gilded man | |
| My life has made me calendar | |
| My life is flatland. |