It's Autumn

Happy Friday, folks! It's video time. This week I bring you a Jordan Powell original song called The Fall. I wrote it, played the piano, and sang the vocals (hence why it is *cough* not the greatest). You might well ask yourself: what does it mean? It's basically about autumn, and how it makes me nostalgic to no end. Other than that, it's open to interpretation.

The Fall lyrics:

It's autumn

So many thoughts come

They snow down around me

Like brittle, parched leaves

It's cold out

And so I hold out

My hands to the fire

Of all that my little heart believes

I'm falling

(You're following)

We're falling

Into the past

It's cold here

(But bright and clear)

And all the tears fall up

As I duck

Into the past

I called ya

Head full of nostalgia

And we lost ourselves in things

That we'd proven good

It was cold there

But all the old cares

Had toppled and now only

All the pleasant things stood

I'm falling

(You're following)

We're falling

Into the past

It's cold here

(But bright and clear)

And all the tears fall up

As I duck

Into the past

This autumn air takes me somewhere else

It smells like memories and years gone by

Hot chocolate and fire places add their spells

And the tears fall up into the sky

It's cold out

And so I hold out

My hands to the fire

Of all that my little heart believes