it's the warmest of falls i've hardly noticed at all the birds are still around singing peace my little child there's a crowd in the bar there's a crowd in the church yard there's a silence in my heart while i sing you this prayer please don't let go of me went down to the tracks can't seem to relax feel a traveling coming on what else could go wrong there's hole in the earth quicksand to mirth i've played round it since birth dodged it some but still it hurt please don't let go of me there's a big storm comin' round it might flood or worse better climb to the high ground if lightning chases me down i will throw myself into your fate