The front of October believes
What nobody has the guts to say out loud
There's no use for shorter sleeves
And there's no point in being proud
And that's how I remember you now
Standing on the corner
Leaning into the wind
The practiced treason of the leaves
They're already halfway out the door
They've known for months that they'd be free
When you don't need them anymore
And that's how I remember you now
Standing off to the side,
Leaning out of a crowd
I didn't think I'd have what it takes
To bite the bullet, turn and face the day
But you were always there to smooth me down
And at the end of every last phage
When there's no one else around
That's how I remember you now
Standing at my side,
Leaning on my right arm