The Sun Woke The Whole State Testo

When I got out, you were there knockin❝ on the front door.
The cold gets in the things you wear.
It❝s so good it❝s that time again.

Thanks for stopping by the river so I could run to take it.
Of all these days we wake, here is one to remember: the first day of October.

It don❝t mean much.
We never had a chance.
We❝re out of touch.
The space between us spells it out.