Lyrics

When the rising tide is rowdy And the summer crowd is crowdy I feel your leaves cover with ease Sidewalk and seam, awoke in your beam When the fall flood is a vapor And I put myself in paper The ink is like blood so it feels good Fingery branches, arm and hand wood When the light at last is dying And the truth in me is trying To see what I do looking me through Focus and bring all the bells to ring true Come fall, come fall, come fall, come fall Come fall, end it all Come fall, come fall, come fall, come fall Come fall, end it all