The leaves are starting to change colors,
The wind is turning cold
Fog is lurking late and early
On the autumn roads
Midnights here, in all its glee
The night has come so gracefully
The shadows of the trees tiredly dance
While the moon smiles and takes its chance
There's nothing more beautiful than the moment you see
That the world is crumbling, it's growing, it's free
this came to me on a late night drive, I remember the road and the moon and the darkness, and I won't forget it.