The wind it is howling
Like dogs in the evening
I have nothing to be feeling
And nothing to say
It's just me and my own time
That just rolls by
Don't recognize my face
Don't know my name

I think it was autumn
I think it was an autumn day

I write to you
Some kind of Confucius
Do you think I am useless
If I just don't make a sound?
My body feels empty
As I run up the high street
And I think about begging
For tobacco and time

I think it was autumn
I think it was an autumn day

You think you know me like a folk song
Or a book that you read once
Like John Henry's hammer
Or something going 'round
Instead, look to the eagle
Something so simple
That took a change in the wind
And lifted up off the ground

I think it was autumn
I think it was an autumn day
I think it was autumn
I left you on an autumn day