Come Fall

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