Autumn

Feet keep on running, a new light is coming our way

Hands turn to pockets, the blues and the greens turn to browns and grays

Leaves are falling all around, my feet can barely touch the ground

Hold tight, its time now, its time to send the food down to our roots

Don't run and cry yet, 'cause death has never looked so beautiful

Feet keep on tapping new rhythms we're clapping today

So sweep out your driveway and hope that a new life comes your way