Autumn’s creeping up      And there across the lot      Stands a tree alone      Just content to know      It's leaves are still intact      And clinging to each branch holding on for the fear  Of being naked      It's a shame that you won't be here to notice everything that's changed    It's a shame that you won't be here to see this building taking place    It's a shame that you won't be around to hear us all recite your name in the distance rows of waving timber    Fight back the change blowing side to side in september    All the leaves that fall we remember    This thickened air is stealing all my rights to breathe    My backbone grows weaker than a scared crow with no wings    Out here in the cold we soon will know what tragic is    In the distance rows of waving timber fight back the wind shadowing    I am aware what it brings but the weight of it all breaks a heart to quickly find answers    Ask no questions the wind brings out suggestions and leaves a deep impression a tragedy.