Forever Autumn
Jeff Wayne;Richard Burton;Justin Hayward Lyrics


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For three days I fought my way along roads packed with refugees,
The homeless, burdened with boxes and bundles containing their valuables.
All that was of value to me was in London.
By the time I reached their little red brick house, Carrie and her father were gone.

Forever Autumn

Journalist
The summer sun is fading as the year grows old,
And darker days are drawing near,
The winter winds will be much colder,
Now you're not here.

I watch the birds fly south across the autumn sky
And one by one they disappear,
I wish that I was flying with them
Now you're not here.
Like the sun through the trees you came to love me,
Like a leaf on a breeze you blew away...

Through autumn's golden gown we used to kick our way,
You always loved this time of year
Those fallen leaves lie undisturbed now
'Cause you're not here
'Cause you're not here
'Cause you're not here

Fire suddenly leapt from house to house.
The population panicked and ran, and I was swept along with them, aimless and lost without Carrie. Finally, I headed eastward for the ocean and my only hope of survival: a boat out of England.

Journalist
Like the sun through the trees you came to love me,
Like a leaf on the breeze you blew away...

A gentle rain falls softly on my weary eyes
As if to hide a lonely tear
My life will be forever autumn,
'Cause you're not here
'Cause you're not here
'Cause you're not here

As I hastened through Covent Garden, Blackfriars and Billingsgate,
More and more people joined the painful exodus.
Sad, weary women, their children stumbling in the street with tears,
Their men bitter and angry, the rich rubbing shoulders with beggars and outcasts.

Dogs snarled and whined, the horse's bits were covered with foam,
And here and there were wounded soldiers, as helpless as the rest.
We saw tripods wading up the Thames,
Cutting through bridges as though they were paper.
Waterloo bridge, Westminster bridge, one appeared above Big Ben.

Ulla!

Never before in the history of the world,
Had such a mass of human beings moved and suffered together.
This was no disciplined march, it was a stampede,
Without order and without a goal, six million people unarmed and unprovisioned driving headlong.

It was the beginning of the rout of civilization, of the massacre of mankind.
A vast crowd buffeted me towards the already packed steamer.
I looked up enviously at those safely on board... straight into the eyes of my beloved Carrie.
At sight of me she began to fight her way along the packed deck to the gangplank.
At that very moment, it was raised,
And I caught a last glimpse of her despairing face as the crowd swept me away from her.

Journalist
Like the sun through the trees you came to love me,
Like a leaf on a breeze you blew away...

Through autumn's golden gown we used to kick our way
You always loved this time of year
Those fallen leaves lie undisturbed now
'Cause you're not here




'Cause you're not here
'Cause you're not here

Overall Meaning

The song "Forever Autumn" tells the story of a journalist who frantically searches for his love, Carrie, during a time of chaos in London. The lyrics reveal the desperation and sorrow he experiences as he witnesses the destruction caused by the Martian invasion, and ultimately loses Carrie in the panicked crowds trying to flee the city. The character's grief is emphasized by the melancholy tone of the music, creating a poignant reflection on love and loss in the face of disaster.


Throughout the song, the journalist's memories of his time with Carrie in the autumn months are interwoven with his desperate attempts to find her. The image of the leaves falling from the trees becomes a metaphor for the loss of love and the passing of time. The line "my life will be forever autumn" reinforces the idea that the loss of Carrie has changed his life irreparably and he will never be the same again.


Overall, "Forever Autumn" is a haunting and emotional song that captures the devastation of war and loss, as well as the enduring power of love and memory.


Line by Line Meaning

For three days I fought my way along roads packed with refugees,
I struggled through congested routes among a horde of people running from the terror-stricken situation with all their possessions in boxes and bags. My priority at that time was to reach London.


The homeless, burdened with boxes and bundles containing their valuables.
Refugees had little belongings, but they were precious to them, which made their physical movement tiring and difficult.


All that was of value to me was in London.
London was the only hope that the singer pinned his survival on; thus, it was crucial for him to reach there to secure his life.


By the time I reached their little red brick house, Carrie and her father were gone.
Even after making it to his beloved's home in London, he was disheartened to find that both Carrie and her father had already left.


The summer sun is fading as the year grows old,
The warmest season is waning as the year prepares to wrap up, bidding farewell to its daylight giving warmth and shortening the days.


And darker days are drawing near,
Darker, shorter days with colder nights are approaching as winter begins to pervade the environment.


The winter winds will be much colder,
The cold, wind chill of the winter season is something the singer dreads and is adamant to face alone as her lover will not be around.


Now you're not here.
The absence of the loved one is a painful thought that makes the artistfeel lonely and lost, especially during this season.


I watch the birds fly south across the autumn sky
The artist is longing for an extraordinary experience and envies the freedom of the birds migrating to areas with warmer climates.


And one by one they disappear,
The artist observes the magnificent sight of the birds leaving, one by one, but is sad to realize when it is his turn to stay and face the winter winds alone.


I wish that I was flying with them
The singer expresses his utmost desire to fly with the migrant birds to escape the cold and the loneliness.


Like the sun through the trees you came to love me,
The artist remembers how his lover brightened his life like the sun peeking through the canopy of trees.


Like a leaf on a breeze you blew away...
His lover's sudden departure was as unexpected and unchallenged as the wind blowing a leaf off the tree.


Through autumn's golden gown we used to kick our way,
The singer reminisces the beautiful memories spent with his lover in autumn, enjoying the golden falling leaves that would rustle under their feet.


You always loved this time of year
The singer remembers how much his lover admired the autumn season and how it used to make their romance flourish even more.


Those fallen leaves lie undisturbed now,
The artist acknowledges how things have changed, and the reminiscing memory of the past is now an undisturbed and a static thought.


'Cause you're not here
The emptiness and loneliness he feels are because his loved one is not with him, and he has no one to share these beautiful autumn moments with.


'Cause you're not here
The repetition of this line highlights the significant impact of his lover's absence in his life during the autumn days.


'Cause you're not here
The last repetition of this line emphasizes the singer's intense longing for his lover and how her absence has transformed his life.




Lyrics Β© Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: GARY ANTHONY OSBORNE, JEFF WAYNE, PAUL ANTHONY VIGRASS

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Comments from YouTube:

@joyanneparker

My husband introduced me to this album, I absolutely love it. Unfortunately he passed away in 2020 from cancer aged 47. I had this song played at his funeral. Life will be forever Autumn without you Lee πŸ’”

@scottsNX

So sorry for your loss. HugsπŸ’œπŸ’œπŸ’œ

@johncunningham4820

Sorry for your Loss , Joy . Perfect Eulogy Song .

@paullakowski2509

it would be "precious to hear at any funeral"....

@sunnyhill5119

Such a beautiful song for a funeral, farewell. Or more precisely.....a beautiful song for ' until we meet again'.πŸ˜‡πŸ™πŸ’―β€οΈπŸ₯‚

@Simon-fr4ts

I am so sorry for your loss, especially as he was so young. I am a 51 year old UK male and I was lucky enough to experience this album when it came out in the laye 70's as a kid. I know it so well, most of the words too. My dad had a high end hifi and headphone setup back then, so I had an amazing experience which stays with me today.

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@itismechb

listened to this in 1978 when i was 18.i am 60 now still listening to it

@tonyjude4185

still listening at 58 and still closing my eyes and loving it ..peace to all

@LleizarS

Same here.

@winstonchurchill4852

Damn, I’m 15. Glad to hear that people who listened to it back when it came out still listen to it.

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