Autumn comes around
Cold winds, dirty town
I stare through the windshield
As the rain comes down

I hope it washes away
My sorrow of yesterday
It’s that kind of wishful thinking
That helps me through the day


Autumn creeps inside
As I drive through the night
Autumn creeps inside
Woohoo woohoo


Thoughts begin to sweep
Fingers getting weak
My mind is fucking tired
But I don’t want to sleep

So much we could have seen
So much we could have reached
But it all had to vanish
Like our footsteps on the beach


Autumn creeps inside
As I drive through the night
Autumn creeps inside
Woohoo woohoo

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