Autumn's Here

You can tell by the wind By fresh cut wood All stacked to dry That autumn's here And it makes you sad About the crumby Summer we had With pine trees creeking The raven's screeching Just like the story my grandma tells About when a bird Hits your window And someone you know Is about to die Autumn's here, autumn's here It's ok if you want to cry 'Cause autumn's here, autumn's here, autumn's here So find a sweater And you'll be better Until the kindling is tinder dry We can be quiet As we walk down To see the graveyard Where they are now I wonder how They brought their piano To holdene hill From old berlin Be hard to keep it It well in tune With winters like the one That's coming soon Cause auntumn's here, autumn's here It's time to cry now That autumn's here, autumn's here, autumn's It's ok if you want to cry Because autumn's here I think that ghosts like The cooler weather When leaves turn colour They get together And walk along ways These old back roads Where no one lives and And no one goes With all their hopes set On the railway That never came and That no one stayed I guess that autumn Gets you remembering And the smallest things Just make you cry. Autumn's here, autumn's here, autumn's here that autumn's here Autumn's here, it's time to cry Cause autumn's here ooooooo Autumn's here, autumn's here It's ok now, cause autumn's heeeere Woooooo wooooo