Autumn's Face - Lo-Fi Mix

You clipped my wing, tail feather down
 I made you sing and your world spun round
 You fill my glass with the blood of kings
 Will I be the last to stand between rings?
 It's autumn's face
 Autumn's face
 I'm turning and you're telling me
 It's autumn's face
 Autumn's face
 I'm turning and you're telling me
 You fill my dreams
 A white horse in the dark
 A holy mountain of steam
 Where a blind flame sparks
 Your heart of gold can pound like rain
 So I'm told you cannot be tamed
 It's autumn's face
 Autumn's face
 I'm turning and you're telling me
 That leaves are falling around my head
 Leaves are falling around my head
 Leaves are falling around my head
 So I raise my glass to the kings and queens
 Yet carry my flask for the days between rings
 Your heart of gold
 Can not be spent, borrowed or sold
 Still I place my bets
 It's autumn's face
 Autumn's face
 I'm turning and you're telling me
 That leaves are falling around my head
 Leaves are falling around my head
 Leaves are falling around your head