The Second Hand - Mostly Autumn

I caught the morning star

Hanging in a crystal glass

Cold grass, fresh on my fingertips

Warm sun, hung like a melody

We can be anything, anything at all

We can be everything, everything and more

North west on a sun-skimmed 66

Tail lights, hanging like a necklace

On the mountains

Red wine, thying on our senses

We can do it all

We can be everything, everything and more

Hanging on the second hand

Pull me down if you can

I am heading for the grey stone mantle cloud

Sun spills all around

I’m never going to drop

And the riverbank glows

Shadows we throw

The willows and the night wind song

Golden away from the fireside

Hold her underneath the evergreen

We can be anything, anything at all

We can be everything, everything and more

Listen to the heart, we can step into the heart

We can be beautiful, beautiful and more

I am the second hand

Pull me down if you can

I’m heading for the grey stone mantle cloud

Sun spills all around

I’m falling to the top of the second hand

Pull me down if you can

I’m never going to stop

Just a raindrop hanging on the window sill

I just can’t stay