Fates:
Ooh...

Hermes:
With Persephone gone, the cold came on

Eurydice:
Do you hear that?

Orpheus:
Hear what?

Eurydice:
The wind, it's changing

Orpheus:
It's Fall
It's Fall, that's all

Hermes:
Cold came on and the wind came up

Eurydice:
Everybody else is leaving

Hermes:
Wind came up and the clouds blew in

Eurydice:
Orpheus, we should go

Hermes:
Clouds blew in and the pressure dropped

Orpheus:
Why?

Eurydice:
Look at the sky!

Orpheus:
Eurydice, this is my home

Fates:
Wind comes up, ooh

Orpheus:
It's your home too

Fates:
Wind comes up, ooh

Orpheus:
It's me and you

Eurydice:
So what do we do here all year long?

Orpheus:
I'm working on a song

Hermes:
With Persephone gone, the cold came on

Eurydice:
Well, it better be good

Hermes:
But that ain't all, brother, that ain't all

Orpheus:
It will be, when it's it's done.

Eurydice:
I'm gonna go get some firewood

Hermes:
Looks like the sky's gonna fall

Eurydice:
Finish the song