It's finally feeling like autumn
The night sky is perfectly clear
Flowers arranged in the window
Bold in the face of my fears
Please sail down the river to meet me
The moon is a knife in the sky
The stars are an impatient jury
To a love made of casual lies
The smell all around
The wet of the leaves on the ground
The birds make sorrowful sounds
Calling after you
It's finally feeling like winter
The air is as clear as a bell
Searching my skin for a way in
Leaving the snow where it fell
Please climb up the mountain to meet me
Half-pregnant truths on my tongue
Words are tentative footholds
Looking for where to go wrong
The smell all around
The wet of the leaves on the ground
The birds make sorrowful sounds
Calling after you
The smell all around
The decay of a smoldering town
The people make sorrowful sounds
Calling after you
Gunboat Diplomacy - Bebop Lyrics
Gunboat Diplomacy - Bebop Lyrics
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It's finally feeling like autumn
The night sky is perfectly clear
Flowers arranged in the window
Bold in the face of my fears
Please sail down the river to meet me
The moon is a knife in the sky
The stars are an impatient jury
To a love made of casual lies
The smell all around
The wet of the leaves on the ground
The birds make sorrowful sounds
Calling after you
It's finally feeling like winter
The air is as clear as a bell
Searching my skin for a way in
Leaving the snow where it fell
Please climb up the mountain to meet me
Half-pregnant truths on my tongue
Words are tentative footholds
Looking for where to go wrong
The smell all around
The wet of the leaves on the ground
The birds make sorrowful sounds
Calling after you
The smell all around
The decay of a smoldering town
The people make sorrowful sounds
Calling after you
The night sky is perfectly clear
Flowers arranged in the window
Bold in the face of my fears
Please sail down the river to meet me
The moon is a knife in the sky
The stars are an impatient jury
To a love made of casual lies
The smell all around
The wet of the leaves on the ground
The birds make sorrowful sounds
Calling after you
It's finally feeling like winter
The air is as clear as a bell
Searching my skin for a way in
Leaving the snow where it fell
Please climb up the mountain to meet me
Half-pregnant truths on my tongue
Words are tentative footholds
Looking for where to go wrong
The smell all around
The wet of the leaves on the ground
The birds make sorrowful sounds
Calling after you
The smell all around
The decay of a smoldering town
The people make sorrowful sounds
Calling after you
Writer: Justin Johnson
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid