The tom cats and the babies
Are howling at the moon
The days are too short
And the nights come too soon
There's cold in the future
And there's rain in the wind
Nobody's outside
There's a storm coming in
All the leaves have left
The carnival's gone
The neighbors have quit
Trying to spruce up their lawns
Storm windows are up
Sunflowers are dead
The pumpkins are done
There's geese overhead
All the hills, they turn yellow
They turn red, they turn sad
And everybody is talking
About the summer they had
And that car that you fixed
Well it broke down again
And I know that the world's
Never gonna feel quite the same
Well it's a done deal, it's over
It's faded to black
You turn in your key
And you're not coming back
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