October Lyrics

Expectant of the obvious; I turned to me, sizing up the mirror

With the borders painted white and the rain fell slow, practiced in the art of loneliness

Pilot of my own shortcomings, and leading me to dry land

And now remaining is a framing of a former existence

Mostly hollowed of holiness, and pressing against a few painful days

The rain stopped around 2 a.m. and so I went out for a walk

Bayed at the moon when the water floods my eyes

Then the dawn broke as the receiver came to life

The voice so reassuring as I'm clutching for reprise

Leaves of fragile might coat the ground in red and shimmering chrysolite

The sidewalk crumbles and the high-rise scowls down as I walk in shameful strides

Solidarity, and the broken promises I thought I'd see through to the end

And turning to me now; October, bathed in golden light

Repeating a phrase of optimistic disposition

"It'll all work out in the long run"