autumn + carbine (live)

A pile of shells and a pile of leaves
 In my dreams green man looks like me
 And failure falls just like autumn trees
 My concrete comfort mezzanine
 The smell of autumn and carbine
 You'll never clean it up
 I wanna let 'em all down
 A letter goes out to your side
 Something to mix it up
 I wanna let 'em all down
 The smell of autumn and carbine
 They'll crack a window and let you feel the breeze
 But was the juice ever really worth the squeeze?
 It all looked so loud, now we don't hear a peep
 A distant rainbow reverie
 Now you're a pile of pills and a pile of leaves
 Boss man's posthumous hit factory
 He sleeps in silk sheets while you rest in peace
 Culture's black eye like the girls you beat
 The smell of autumn and carbine
 You'll never clean it up
 I wanna let 'em all down
 A letter goes out to your side
 Something to mix it up
 I wanna let 'em all down
 The smell of autumn and carbine
 Draining slowly, finally at peace
 Draining slowly, finally at peace
 Draining slowly, draining slowly
 Draining slowly, finally fading away
 The smell of autumn and carbine
 You'll never clean it up
 I wanna let 'em all down
 A letter goes out to your side
 Something to mix it up
 I wanna let 'em all down
 The smell of autumn and carbine
 You'll never clean it up
 You'll never leave it
 No matter what they say
 You never mattered much anyway