autumn
"She yells
"If you were homeless, sure as hell you'd be drunk.
Or high or trying to get there or begging for junk
When the people don't want you
They just throw you money for beer"
Her name was November, she went by Autumn or Fall
It was seven long years since the autumn when all
Of her nightmares grew fingers
And all of her dreams grew tears
She's somebody's baby
Somebody's baby girl"
"If you were homeless, sure as hell you'd be drunk.
Or high or trying to get there or begging for junk
When the people don't want you
They just throw you money for beer"
Her name was November, she went by Autumn or Fall
It was seven long years since the autumn when all
Of her nightmares grew fingers
And all of her dreams grew tears
She's somebody's baby
Somebody's baby girl"