Time to wake up now, and start to think again
For Summer’s gone, and Winter’s coming in
Time to feed the birds, and hope they feel you too
For you need them, more than they need you
Time for overcoats, and lonely attic rooms
Staring at the cold, and frosty moon
Time for piecing together all the clues
The mysteries that Summer gave to you
Like when you were a kid, and all was new