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?"