Par for the Course

The leaves are changing as red turns into green They're becoming all these colors that I've never seen I took a friend up north, taught him something new But I never thought that I'd be learning too A frozen creek on an old Vermont country road Waiting for a cargo train, graffiti on its payload Such tiny moments, the closing of the door Seasons come and go and it's all par for the course Still haven't listened to all those other tunes that now sound wrong This song and that song and the one that played for ten minutes long A frozen creek on an old Vermont country road Waiting for a cargo train, graffiti on its payload Such tiny moments, the closing of the door Seasons come and go and it's all par for the course, oh I've been singing 'till my throat goes hoarse On an endlessly meandering path up north And when I hit the high-speed road I started singing A frozen creek on an old Vermont country road I waited for the cargo train and now I have a new home And no more moments where I get to see that face anymore Seasons come and go and it's all par for the course