Hooded Fang - Fall Leaves 

it was a fat one
the kind to pull your heart strings
i watched the way you darted 'round
fell down to the ground again
the fall leaves all around us
ice cream filling up my gut
i still don't have a resume
i whisper that its on the way
but with the fall leaves all around us
i don't wanna be a grumpy gus
so let's roll out the platform
and do some work
with the fall leaves all around us
all i really wanna do
is play with you all day
sitting on the porcelain
reading the new yorker
not feeling too political
straddling on the task at hand
im scattering a new plan
destruction of the universe
i let it sit beside me
i'm thinkin' of you all the time
the church hill ran over my backyard
missing all the gravestones
one year and five months is how long
the world has been revolving