That Sunday Feeling - Eyes Alight

Leaves shed cover way too soon
Me my eyes still mirrored June.

Hold my hand as the clocks begin to change
As the smell of cut grass fades
As the autumn picks up pace again.

Do you remember the walks in cold Decembers
Every fifth of November eyes alight.
Do you remember when winter killed September
We’d stay in bed pretend that this was life.

Playing these old guitars trying to get far.

Bleed, compassion and eschew
Breathe, that’s all I strive to do.

Understand that I’m not in the best place
That my mind works different ways
But when life cuts to the chase I’ll mend.

Do you remember the walks in cold Decembers
Every fifth of November eyes alight.
Do you remember when winter killed September
We’d stay in bed pretend that this was life.

Playing these old guitars trying to get far for you