Lletres: Waking Ashland. Composure. October Skies.

Autumn brings a song I sing so desperately
These shattered dreams from broken wings of love
October skies and city lights were all a blur
And high tide came washing them away

I said, alright, alright, alright
You make the calls tonight
I surrender, this is for real

Church bells ring
The North Star seems so far from me
The costal plains is where my shame shall lay
Autumn trees they shed their leaves to live again
The cold air brings clarity to me...yeah

I said, alright, alright, alright
You make the calls tonight
I surrender, this is for real
I said, alright, alright, alright
You make the calls tonight
I surrender, to your love

And I, I've been running to nowhere
You're nowhere, you're nowhere
And I, I feel something's getting clear
Come clearer, come clearer