On a hitchhiker's mystical trail
Along the forbidden milky way
Only to find it isn't so white anymore
Which reminds us of the autumn so many years ago
When we waited for the last leaf to fall
So you and I we could
Count the branches and scrape at final chances
What I'd pay to walk back the seasons
Wasting hours accompanied by the faraway stars
That seemed so beautifully and purposefully broken
How you'd stand on tiptoes to grab a handful for me
How they'd glimmer in my hands then fade out
There was comfort in their ashes
We would blow them on rocky cliffs
Sending our midnight pleasures across town
For all to see and all to feel
The way we went to Mars and returned too soon
The fire was furious we nearly missed the flight
Our pulse caught up with the universe
Too quick for sane counts
Which reminds us of that autumn so many years ago
When we waited for the last train to pass
So you and I we could
Pretend in the corners of our hearts
What it'd be like to leave the rivers and oceans
That were so full of hunger and demand
What I'd do to walk back the seconds
Wasting hours accompanied by the moonlight.
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