The fall is comin'
Don'tcha see those
Colors reign?
I said the fall is comin'
Don'tcha see those
Colors reign?
It's time to clean
Out the closet
Time to smell the
Blue of Samhain
Down by the river
The trees, they speak
Oh, so much louder there
In your mask, you insist you're just not there
But I can feel your whispers
so I slow down to speed up
and find you just don't care
The fall is comin'
Don'tcha see those
Colors reign?
The fall is comin'
Don'tcha see those
Colors reign?
Everthings falling,
you're makin' it cold again
Your're makin' it cold again
Posted in Lryics on May 31, 2008 at 5:23 PM
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