Mostly Autumn Follow

Things that we notice, we notice the good,
Building these factories, parallel houses,
Pick out those little with fall.
They’re all gone.

And they cried for help,
But no round it.

I still believe when your love was not part of the song,
They carry on.
Inside the shimmering perfume of yesterday song,
They carry on.

Families break up, the moment is gone,
Dreams that have fall, letters from angels,
Answers the world will not come.
And they’re gone and they fall like that,
They fall down the street.

I still believe when your love was not part of the song,
They carry on.
Inside the shimmering perfume of yesterday song,
They carry on.

People we noticed, we noticed are gone
People we noticed, try to grin on to a goal.
And they’re gone,
But they’re here, inside,
They wait down the street.

I still believe when your love was not part of the song,
They carry on.
Inside the shimmering perfume of yesterday song,
They carry on.