Autumn's Here

You can tell by the wind

By fresh cut wood

All stacked to dry

That autumn's here

It makes you sad

About the crumby

Summer we had

With pine trees creaking

The raven's screeching

Just like the story my grandma tells

About when a bird

Hits your window

And someone you know

Is about to die

Autumn's here

Autumn's here

It's OK if you want to cry

'Cause autumn's here

Autumn's here

Autumn's here

So find a sweater

And you'll be better

Until the kindling

Is tinder dry

We can be quiet

As we walk down

To see the graveyard

Where they are now

I wonder how

They brought their piano

To Haldane Hill

From Old Berlin

Be hard to keep it

It well in tune

With winters like the one

That's coming soon

'Cause autumn's here

Autumn's here

Its time to cry now

That autumn's here

And autumn's here

Autumn's here

It's OK if you want to cry

'Cause autumn's here

I think that ghosts like

The cooler weather

When leaves turn color

They get together

And walk along these

These old back roads

Where no one lives and

And no one goes

With all their hopes set

On the railway

That never came and

Then no one stayed

I guess that autumn

Gets you remembering

And the smallest things

Just make you cry

Autumn's here

It's time to cry

Autumn's here

It's OK now

Because autumn's here