Someone's knocking down your door Suddenly you're here alone Her letter came after she died Flowers drank all of her wine You didn't have to tell your poem for me To know that you had one Like a question she'll become Oh no Autumn brawler bet your eye I will petrify Dressing up in the sunset Purple clouds around your neck Overcrowding in my mind A skeleton is serving wine If love is all she ever felt A second thought said something else Blow a cloud of all that's left Oh no Autumn brawler bet your eye I will petrify Blue ruin