Pick Me Up

All the hardest things That set me up As the cold it leaves It could pick me up It could bring me round And now I don't know If I can let it be But now and then October turns that gold again No, I remember all that August I thought I forgot who I was I was only thinking about you As if I knew There were darker days That lay me low In a waking dream I wandered through That year asleep So, shake it off That part of you The night I slept In the backseat with your silhouette I still search for the rest of August Hiding in that jacket pocket When it all gets so much colder I turn it over and over So, so I might know I'm on my own All the hardest things The echo of The cold that leaves Just to pick you up Just to lay you low And now, I don't know That there'll ever be Some kind of end Where the leaves all turn and fall again Now rising with the rest of August I think I forgot who I was I was only thinking about you As if I knew