Brandywine and forest green The balcony knows what I mean Frankie in the sky with Luna Attican are you coming soon? Directionless with ragged lips From kissing statues of Quan Yin Eternal Autumn, eternal autumn Eternal autumn, eternal autumn
If it doesn't hurt you than you'll never know
Willful harbinger of tune A student of the crooning moon Singing songs and wishing for The goddess of the drunken whore Aspirations broken hence A letdown in the fullest sense