The Last Organ Grinder

Echoes of despair swirled in my head as I inhaled the crisp autumn air My relationship was hanging by a thread I knew the breakup was near As i walked through the streets that afternoon I heard the organ grinder's familiar tune My heart churned out its own sad refrain Wondering if we would get back together again By the time autumn faded to winter snow I had met someone new Snowflakes swirled to and fro As the north wind blew Seasons rolled around, then autumn returned, knocking on the door But I never saw the organ grinder anymore