Take Hold

Yeah, it's strange when I hear myself Talking in my sleep to someone else And I stray into this dream Waiting on the summer But the fall's got a hold on me Wading in the water As the gold rushed to my knees It's cold, with the waking sound Through a southern wood The north came with a howl This flame spread at my feet Smoke clinging to you Where the rust shakes from your leaves Still waiting on the summer But the fall's got a hold on me It's a science to finding out How to let it go There'll be signs in the trees That show you on your own So, you'll turn and push it all aside Find a pattern in the failing light There's a season for something new From the theory of losing you Take hold, where the light had fell Through the old growth Climb the banks of rocky shelves In the shade of the tallest tree Waiting on the summer Where the gold rushed through the leaves Still waiting on the summer Cause the fall's got a hold on me There'll be signs in the trees That show you on your own There'll be ways that you'll know Take hold You'll know There'll be ways that you'll know In the pattern that holds Where the light lingers low Every season that falls Get a sense of it all As the chemicals call You'll know You'll know You'll know