Autumn Leaves (feat. Skky Phillips)

from by Taste Nate

/
  • Digital Track
    Streaming + Download

    Includes unlimited streaming via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
    Purchasable with gift card

      $1 USD  or more

    You own this

     

  • Compact Disc (CD) + Digital Album

    Own the full cd version on "The Intuitive" to add to your collection. All proceeds go back into the Art. Much Love.

    Includes unlimited streaming of The Intuitive via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
    ships out within 3 days

      $11.11 USD or more 

    You own this  

     

lyrics

The summer breeze is calling
Waiting for the spring to glow
The autumn leaves are falling
The winter feeling blow


Hol up wait
I'm not hollering

Not the escape the glaze
To your problems

Never chase the face
To take darkness

Or ever waste the shake
To face autumn

The leaves are falling
And Seas are brisk
To get caught in

On a wooden ship
With gold cargo
I couldn't get the fool
to full Hearten

Messenger in a bottle
When he drinks he thinks
He's unstoppable

But it brings up things
That's he's swallowed
When he thinks it
He starts to get nausea

Regurg the serge
Then purge the urge
Now he's back in
Words that seemed Hollow

Made it back to land to be followed
By a fascination with a novel


The summer breeze is calling
Waiting for the spring to glow
The autumn leaves are falling
The winter feelings blow

The summer breeze is calling
Waiting for the piece he chose
The autumn leaves are falling
Reading through this different cold

Good night
Good morning
Either time of life he stay yawning

Cause he's tired of lies and false promise
Takes the nerve to merge with stay positive

Felt curved but worse
If he Stirs the words
He would burn the leaves
In his pot then

Reverse the curse
Then return to birth
A new grow gets wrote in his columns

Just float on the star ship
He built from skills and great knowledge

But he hears the breeze that keeps calling
It's the voice he sees without logic

Like a guiding light to be reach higher heights
But this fire inside is his charter

The pilot writes any style that might
Bring them safely back to their author

The summer breeze is calling
Waiting for the spring to glow
The autumn leaves are falling
The winter feelings blow

The summer breeze is calling
Waiting for the need to know
The autumn leaves are falling
Speaking to his missing home


Back on the planet
where the leaves
Never fall off trees

Back to the Sands
Where the breeze
Don't speak memories

Back to the place
Where his feelings
Become secondary

Until the moment his
His tales were precautionary

He's the maker of the
choice to keep his clarity

he's got the kind
of passion that grows on him gradually

Naturally he wouldn't have to chase
To get his winter feelings
Because what is a king without his Majesty?

credits

from The Intuitive, released January 8, 2019

license

tags

about

Yellow Cake Radio San Francisco, California

contact / help

Contact Yellow Cake Radio

Streaming and
Download help