Leaves are turning orange and red, animals are getting ready to go to bed
Twigs and sticks fly in the air, the whirling wind wooshes through your hair
Rocks and boulders, rush past your shoulders
Crunchy leaves in your palm, its so nice and calm
The foggy mountains, the cold fountains
Everything is so peaceful and quiet
There's no ruckus or riot
Everything is so lovely at oh what a sight, the sun still shining beautiful and bright
The shrubs and bushes are making it through, now my question is what about you?