There's just a trace of gold in the leaves
there's just a touch of grey in my hair
the stream along this road
runs a little colder
there's a hint of a chill in the air
The blue sky is fading into purple
late afternoon is gliding to a close
with my hands on the wheel
I wonder how it feels
to be the last bloom of the summer
or the first autumn rose
So I pull off the highway
drive these winding roads instead
while thoughts of the bad years
disappear 'cause up ahead
off in the distance
is a strange and soothing sight
the mountains look like sleeping manatees
this cool September night
I leave the car by the roadside
hike up a hill
stars circle in slow motion here
as they always will
A million miles away
from where I was this afternoon
I wrap my misgivings in a tune
while shining my flashlight on the moon
I'm shining my flashlight
it's gonna be a long night
so I'm shining my flashlight on the moon