Вершы: Racoon. Autumn Tunes.

The summer turned it's back too soon
So now we're playing autumn tunes, again
As we're waiting in this dressing room
The backstage door is closed
But it will open soon
it will open soon, yeah

All people grey and dusty minds
I feel like running down the hill
Hoping to settle there
But running's just a waste of time
You see, the more we run
The more we seem to get nowhere

Today I had a strange feeling
It started off so well you say
Today I had a strange feeling
It started off so well
But it went slowly down the drain

Cuddle in your moods wing season
Role around in self pity there
It's so funny how it turned out she said
You see the winter always makes me grab for cigarettes
Both my shoes are full of led
From now on things can only jolly up I guess

Today I had a strange feeling
It started off so well you say
Today I had a strange feeling
It started off so well
But it went slowly down the drain

Cuddle in your moods wing season
Role around in self pity there
Go ahead cry without a reason
Don't believe I don't care

Maybe it's true
Bullshit stories people tell about me
They're all true
Today's over now
Today?s over
Tomorrow's coming through
It?s coming through, yeah