The clock is ticking on me The clock means the sinking of the sun And I'm prepared for the worst Cause the worst has yet to come
These autumn days are just like me They look more alive than they really are I look more alive than I am These autumn days are just like me A picturesque scene, but there's not much to see I'll be empty and cold before the snow falls
I'll be empty and cold before the snow falls
I'm so sick of these dead end roads And I'm tired of retracing my steps I'm coming back home and asking what's next To blank stares and blank faces And each year ends the same, with me afraid of change Stuck in the same place Clinging onto the brightness, slipping away I'm driving toward the whiteness, as the autumn fades So do I, so do I
I drive to clear my head And fix my eyes to the miles ahead Lost in the snowflakes, I'm fighting the current
And I've always said, That I'd follow in only my own footsteps But it's been an endless cycle and I end up at my doorstep
Then Autumn came and I left There's nothing more unpredictable than New England weather But I know the outcome, I know the outcome Things will get worse before they get better This happens every year that I'm stuck in this place With no destination
The leaves are falling to the ground The last sign of life before the ghost town And I'm not ready this year
The bleakness is closing in I can feel the weakness within The season starts to set in, I'm already lost before winter begins