Fall

Twenty minutes before she goes She'll try to say what's on her mind Oh, such a simple task Her finger playing with the keys She'll be at the table Too afraid to ask Everything Is a placeholder Walking in the dark Can't they feel The sun is getting colder? Fall is coming right on time Now he's putting on his clothes Thinks of the word corrosion And it's hard to smile behind a mask Every memory is a rock And all his paintings are real Well, yeah, that's just art Everything Is a placeholder Walking in the dark Can't they feel The sun is getting colder? Fall is coming right on time They used to fit like a glove Now they hide their hands No surprise Everything Is a placeholder Walking in the dark Can't they feel The sun is getting colder? Fall is coming right on time Fall is coming right on time Fall is coming right on time