Autumn from The Forest by Moonraker

Ran for miles in an old copper scuba suit
Held my breath for like a year and a half
Now I’m drowning in the corner of your living room
Couldn’t swim my way out of a paper bag

Locked my secrets in a shiny silver briefcase
And cuffed that heavy bastard to my wrist
All the words I wanna say are in a safe at the bottom of a lake
But can’t escape in time to finish the trick

Everyone’s already at the lifeboats
And I’m still putting rosin on my bow
If you need me look just south of the middle
I’ll be the one on the roof tuning up my second fiddle

And my loom is on the fritz so I can’t spin shit to gold no more
So I just sat there spinning in circles
With no hope left to float with my eyes on the floor
Just played another waltz with water rising up to my ankles

Replayed it all in my brain again
As I drove home in the rain again
Replayed it all in my brain again
As I drove home in the rain again

Replayed it all in my brain again
As I drove home in the rain again
Replayed it all in my brain again
As I drove home in the rain again

• California punk
• Punk
• pop punk
• punk rock
• skate punk
• Santa Clarita