Go!
It was a late summer evening
Of flowered simplicity
Two lovers walked down a path
Bound by their mutual anxiety
The breeze was warm and it passed with no threat
Of any of the orange tinged leaves
Two lovers gazes locked inside a season that more than breathed
It was alive
She's not coming back, my friend yeah
She's not coming back, my friend yeah
She's not coming back, my friend
Bring on the Fall
She's dead again
She's dead again
She's dead again
She's dead again
That quiet girl that he loved
Followed always the clockwise sun
Sun rays and dandelion parades
Trumpeted all of her returns
He waded, waiting, wistful, all alone In the singing grass
The singing grass
Whose song withered to a brown, deathly moan
Singin' "She's not coming back."
She's not coming back, my friend yeah
She's not coming back, my friend yeah
She's not coming back, my friend
Bring on the Fall
She's dead again
She's dead again
She's dead again
She's dead again
If that boy ever thaws again
His blue eyes will blacken
If happiness ever returns to him
Trust will be lacking
God damned that icy season
And its arrhythmic reason
Bring on the Fall
Bring on the Fall again
She's dead again
She's dead again
She's dead again
She's dead again
She's dead again
She's dead again
She's dead again
She's dead again
She's dead again
She's dead again
She's dead again
She's dead again
She's dead again