Words and music by Roddy Frame



From liberty to Green Park

Wrapped us up in grey

And falling leaves and fading tans

Remnants of a summer gone.

Guess we're gonna have to learn to live again

In this world

Guess we're gonna have to learn to live again

In this world

Whatever goes down

May it fall easy on you

Autumn Flower



Clearing out the old house

Illusions of self tumbling from my shelves

Memories of what I thought

Today would be back then

Seems of all the time we spent

Making our predictions

The only things that ever seemed to make a dent

Were prayers without conditions

Whatever goes down

Pray it falls easy on you

See the sky move slow

Watch the wind blow