Stay out with me tonight. There's some blankets in
the back. Caught on Autumn's edge out near the woods
once again, but this time no one expects us back.
I know it's cold but it's that kind of cold that doesn't
feel bad when it's late. So let me be bold or I'm gonna
be bold-I've thought of you on and off since 1988.
About your recent investment plan,
it smells like $50 stuffed into a Ziplock bag.
I thought you guys were all totally clean,
but I guess we all need something to relax.
I know you have some place to be-prepared some information
for someone in some hours-but if we can't get it together
fall, at least let this semi-perfect scene to be ours.
So remain relaxed and remember that there were once
more temperate Novembers.