and in the morning after years have passed it seems oh even now to overwhelm me and in the stillness after life has passed it seems even now to
never seem to laugh now like I did with them But deep inside me, a piece of my history Yeah, I hear their voices even though they're gone And it keeps
stand up tall and bargain with the bees They prefer to droop and mope and wait for autumn's breeze Wait for autumn's breeze The autumn's good for pumpkins
Christmas in Harlem Right after autumn falls Soaking it all in Then we go hit the mall Even though we ain't balling Feels like we bought it all The mistletoe
town of Melbourne, this is an album which shows The Cat Empire at their very best, right now. In an age when so much of selling music seems to be about
day I drift away and put 'em on Cause I don't really got shit else So that shit helps when I'm depressed I even got a tattoo With your name across the chest Sometimes I even
're leaving, we can hide in the evening It's getting darker than it should If we read the leaves as they blow in the breeze Would it stop us now, my love
Now you been holding me down For such a long time now From back then till now in my story Straight from the hood You've always been there for me And
[Violent J:] On the perfect night the graveyard is lit by a full moon Autumn leaves and stone often treated with an old boom Here and there the night
they cry for more And hear the gulls they cry for more Good day to you sweet autumn, so gently you appear Why I never even realized those rustic times
that wretched wilbur, He keeps ploughing up the land. He fights the battle thoughtfully With roses in his hands. But where is the fight now? So play us your merry song. The autumn
his wed-to-be wife that brought the cool in his heart And by the time the autumn came, things were falling apart Things were falling apart (x3) So now
I'm alone to speak with you now you're gone Now the autumn has come In this place I call home Even though the leaves have gone I can speak with you now
love me I wander within that repetition I found one answer; that even if I?m scared Even if I?m hurt, I can say ?I love you? to the person who I love Even
It's a late, cool, autumn evening And the sunset melts into night With a V-twin throbbing beneath me And my head is spinning alright Well, Ritchie and
, I don't have to But I like to know their names And I know them even better, when they're nice to me, me And I'd probably be famous now If I wasn't
