As the wind blows
And one by one the leaves fall
The people of the city change courses
Courses that arn't fit for all.

Harder, more wind.
Faster, stop change.
The story's never ending
The feeling is so.... strange.

"Come on now,
Join the club
Change is before us
Succumb."

People try to change
With thoughts still in the past
Don't they know better?
Change will never last.

Mother Nature blow harder!
Blow this "change" from their mind.
Quickly, blow faster
We're running out time...