Then It Falls

A warm and sunny day
The breeze blows softly through the trees
I see cold and cloudy faces
As people travel across the street

The air is crisp and hearts are hard
In the late October air
The leaves are bold and hands are cold
In the fading Autumn sun

In the coldness, we cry out for some warmth
Our voice is muffled by some vast distance
In the darkness, we cry out for some light
And then it falls, then it falls