Jump with me into a cozy orange collection of leaves
The mind cannot imagine what the heart conceives
Run with me through the cornfields underneath brilliant amber skies
The eye's can only see what the ears can recognize
Oh, the chilly maple mornings pass us by all too soon
How I wish to live forever underneath the harvest moon
Yes, I long for simpler textures, captured moments on the screen
But, the seasons always changing and I cannot pause the scene
Come with me pumpkin picking in a patch filled with specks of golden green
The mind tries to interpret what the soul can only mean
Drink with me fresh warm tangy apple cider on a broken cobble street
Underneath the lonely lampost, that's where we first did meet.
Crunching, crackling silence smell of pinecones in the air
Moody, foggy, spooky evening's through the window from my chair
Shall we watch a scary movie, name your poison, what's your vibe
Be it Goonies or The Shining, whatchya feeling, Who's your tribe
Maybe you prefer the classics, movie monsters are your scene
I could put on some Tim Burton, Or good ole fashion Halloween
What you pick won't make a difference, I'm content being with you
On this haunted hazel twilight, nothing else I wanna do
Oh Autumn, never leave me, I'm so anxious on my own
But, I feel that winter's coming and it chill's me to the bone
Joe Boccia Jr. - Nightmares of Nostalgia Lyrics
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Jump with me into a cozy orange collection of leaves
The mind cannot imagine what the heart conceives
Run with me through the cornfields underneath brilliant amber skies
The eye's can only see what the ears can recognize
Oh, the chilly maple mornings pass us by all too soon
How I wish to live forever underneath the harvest moon
Yes, I long for simpler textures, captured moments on the screen
But, the seasons always changing and I cannot pause the scene
Come with me pumpkin picking in a patch filled with specks of golden green
The mind tries to interpret what the soul can only mean
Drink with me fresh warm tangy apple cider on a broken cobble street
Underneath the lonely lampost, that's where we first did meet.
Crunching, crackling silence smell of pinecones in the air
Moody, foggy, spooky evening's through the window from my chair
Shall we watch a scary movie, name your poison, what's your vibe
Be it Goonies or The Shining, whatchya feeling, Who's your tribe
Maybe you prefer the classics, movie monsters are your scene
I could put on some Tim Burton, Or good ole fashion Halloween
What you pick won't make a difference, I'm content being with you
On this haunted hazel twilight, nothing else I wanna do
Oh Autumn, never leave me, I'm so anxious on my own
But, I feel that winter's coming and it chill's me to the bone
The mind cannot imagine what the heart conceives
Run with me through the cornfields underneath brilliant amber skies
The eye's can only see what the ears can recognize
Oh, the chilly maple mornings pass us by all too soon
How I wish to live forever underneath the harvest moon
Yes, I long for simpler textures, captured moments on the screen
But, the seasons always changing and I cannot pause the scene
Come with me pumpkin picking in a patch filled with specks of golden green
The mind tries to interpret what the soul can only mean
Drink with me fresh warm tangy apple cider on a broken cobble street
Underneath the lonely lampost, that's where we first did meet.
Crunching, crackling silence smell of pinecones in the air
Moody, foggy, spooky evening's through the window from my chair
Shall we watch a scary movie, name your poison, what's your vibe
Be it Goonies or The Shining, whatchya feeling, Who's your tribe
Maybe you prefer the classics, movie monsters are your scene
I could put on some Tim Burton, Or good ole fashion Halloween
What you pick won't make a difference, I'm content being with you
On this haunted hazel twilight, nothing else I wanna do
Oh Autumn, never leave me, I'm so anxious on my own
But, I feel that winter's coming and it chill's me to the bone
Writer: Joe Boccia Jr.
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