William Hale - Sudden Autumn Lyrics

All the green grass is dead
As the summer sun sets under clouds of fall
I can feel the sudden autumn in my head
But I'm not ready for change again
The future is a veil of smoke, we can't see through at all

And where is my relief from this routine
Oh, the pace of the modern world is a race just to die
And all the while, I've considered it obscene
But now I must steady my brain again
I can feel on the wind that the winter's sting is nigh