My Night Out With Carpo, The Queen Of Autumn

- Fingering the sculpture of Carpo -
I can tell you what you mean to me
Much more than you can ever be
There in the rumble of the city street
Where the concrete and the garbage meet
That's where I see you standing
Blinded by the way it feels
Blinded by the way it feels

- The birth of Autumn -
Her friend from childhood, Euros, brought the wind
Thus Autumn was born with a devilish grin
Then my soul took off, carried by the breeze
It's getting cold, but not yet too cold
Right now it's pointless to grow old
And this is where you show your colours
And offer some grapes to me

- Autumn night in the city -
Suspicious looks from wheelers and dealers and a cashgirl
Bringing their schemes to the night
Blend in like a cough in a Mahler performance
Trying to get used to the lights
Don't care for Autumn myself
But in good hands it can be a hell of a fall
I see a once-in-a-lifetime commotion
Let's not let it slip away

- The commotion -

- Alone at a night café -
This was a Horae from a corner store
But like I said there lies so much more
Now, let this story be a lesson to you
It’s an open season, whatever you do

(Carpo: You never told me what I mean to you...)