Yeah, sure, Ryan.

Days like these I bear my chest to the sky
But it feels like the light can't find me
These empty streets at four AM feel like knives in my spine
I've forgotten how to read the signs

For I am a child of autumn, at home amongst things that fall

The mountains we moved as kids, are nowhere to be found
The rivers we forced with our bare hands
No longer flow in the right direction
We will always be lost
We will always be lost

My thoughts break against the current
Of this tornado in my mind
The colors I once saw now fade to grey
Every step I take leads me further away

For I am a child of autumn, at home amongst things that fall

I search for the light in the dark
And try to remember what it was like
With every breath I chase the light
I'll find my way back to the colors, that once shone so bright

For I am a child of autumn
And I'll keep dancing with the fall
I'll find my way back to the sun
I'll find my way back to it all

For I am a child of autumn
And I'll keep dancing with the fall
I'll find my way back to the sun
I'll find my way back to it all