Least That We Can Do

Leaves fall around us

We come kick a few

It's the least that we can do

Signs are upon us

We were another [?]

Once it only makes you new

Warm and welcoming

You are helping me come through

Northeastern climate

Knees by the fireplace

There goes dim light shining through

Sunset like rough cold

Up to the mob we go

It's the least that we can do

There's a traffic jam ahead

All the taillights glowing red

Out on over passers

We are the last of them

Please just keep moving

Continue to drive home

There is nothing left to see

Follow the yellow

Follow the white lines too

It's wide open there for you

Warm and welcoming

You are helping me come through

There's a traffic jam ahead

All the taillights glowing red

Out on over passers

We are the last of them