Fallen Leaves

Fallen leaves on the overground
Riding the blue train's empty line all around
On the evening's run, I say you're the only one
All through the golden low sinking bright of the sun

See a simple spark
Bleed a burning flame
And it feels around, everything's so near
Oh, come on over, the future's here

So brighten up, there is more to become
Fasten down every day 'cause nothing's tied, nothing stays
And I need a driving life 'cause the static weight
Draws too much useless dust
It gathers up, blocks the way

Watch the landing light
On a passing plane
And it feels around, everything's so near
Oh, come on over, the future's here