Autumn Falls by Richard Arriaga

Summer's gone, oh my
Now the fog is here to stay
Lying awake at night

Colors start to change
Lose your grip then you fall
but you will rise again

When you try to leave
you're told to stay or go
There is no in-between

Autumn, you're here to chill and then some
Reap what you sow then you run
Talk to the moon and the sun

Strip down the branch on the low low
To prove it I'm going to need a go pro

I feel the wind from my window
One way or another we gotta let go

• Rock
• folk
• rock
• singer-songwriter
• Hempstead