The gathering family br throws shadows around us, br it is the late afternoon br Of the family. br br There is still enough light br to see all the way back, br but at the windows br that light is wasting away. br br Soon we will be nothing br but silhouettes: the sons' br as harsh br as the fathers'. br br Soon the daughters br will take off their aprons br as trees take off their leaves br for winter. br br Let us eat quickly-- br let us fill ourselves up. br the covers of the album are closing br behind us.