In the crossbone season, in a car
I'll head out in the morning, fly to where you are
Into the long and lonely night
Follow the people you know are right
There's a light like hours in your eyes
And all through that fall I never realized
That you'd be the fox that flies so low
And I would be caught there without a coat
And I would be all alone
All through the fall I'll keep this close
You'll be a heart and I'll be your host
Just show me the places you're going
"What else?"