Breathing   Your normal nico-teenager   Learning less of lessons   Every time he talks      Now it seems   I care more about caring less   Writing what meant what   And asking not         Is your autumn attic full?   Am I your automatic fool?         Singing   His life in swinging mind   Wanting more of morning glory   After sleeping in         Now it seems   I care more about caring less   Then I was used to (less than I used to)   Then I used    you         Is your autumn attic full?   Am I your automatic fool?         Sundown   Two to go   The player    and the role         Sundown   Two to go   The prayer    and the soul   Sundown    Two to go   I've seen the scene   And its nothing but its shows         Verdict guilty :   Grand theft autumn.