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 crummy 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 But 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 It's 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 Autumn's here Autumn's here And autumn's here Autumn's here It's time to cry Autumn's here Whoa-oh-oh Autumn's here Autumn's here It's OK now 'Cause autumn's here