| Song | Fall |
| Artist | Bruce Cockburn |
| Album | Sunwheel Dance |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Cloud pillars clinging like vines to the sky | |
| Don't cry | |
| We'll walk down the meadow with sunrise inside | |
| So dry your eyes | |
| The winds of all kingdoms meet where we stand | |
| The gray forest people cast off their old clothes | |
| Good-bye | |
| Everything's sleeping as winter draws near | |
| So close your eyes | |
| The mists of all twilights dance close at hand | |
| The rust-coloured river is now slowing down | |
| Going dry | |
| Harvest has lifted the crown from the ground | |
| But don't you cry | |
| The song of the seasons brings life to the land |