Autumn In Arcadia - Sivert Høyem

Autumn in Arcadia

There is a warm wind blowing down on your old street

If anyone is right it’s no one that you meet

You were a fool to let a good thing go

Autumn in Arcadia

You are working overtime

In a job you don’t have anymore

What’s all this commotion for?

It doesn’t move you at all

They’re boarding up the candy store

They give you the look when you are on the street

From your hollow face right down to your feet

No, you’re not welcome here no more

Autumn in Arcadia

Return to your wife

And return to the life that you had

It wasn’t all that bad

Oh no no