in the fall
we circle through the leaves
and talk about the little ones.
and we smile
but never say too much
the moment always vanishing.

one by one
the neighbors' lights come on
our october day is
almost gone.

i know the border lines
we drew between us.
keep the weapons down
keep the wounded safe.
i know our antebellum innocence
was never meant to see
the light of our armistice day.

in the spring
we climbed the rolling hills
and talked about our budding plans.
and we smiled
our faces like a mirror
showing us our secret sides.
but then the fights
the sharp words
splintering the night.
how I couldn't be
what you'd need
but oh how I
could make you bleed...

i know the border lines
we drew between us
keep the weapons down
keep the wounded safe.
i know our antebellum innocence
was never meant to see
the light of our armistice.
but how much would I give to have it back again?
how much did we lose
to live this way?

you'll go home
i'll stay here
seasons keep on marching.
i'll stay here
you'll go home
with only strangers
watching.