Autumn '08 Songtext
von Tiny Skulls

At the start of every season is marked a change
None is more pronounced than the march to autumn
And it′s cold yellow haze
The sun is up and dying and the clouds are grey
Time for woolly hats and scarves
And getting blown away

This is an ode to autumn
As read from your face
Weathered beaten and bright-eyed
This is an ode to autumn
And to this place
The nights are getting longer
But for me it's okay


You better wrap up warm if you plan to stay
The city goes sub-zero, all the way
Come and take my hand
′Cause we're going nowhere
Thank God for these four walls
And under heated floors

This is an ode to autumn
As read from your face
Weathered beaten and bright-eyed
This is an ode to autumn
And to this place
The nights are getting longer
But for me It's okay

This is an ode to autumn
As read from your face