been thinkin'

Been thinkin' bout the time I have and where I wanna be
Has the consonance in everything been all your score?
And in February before you leave
Will it fall silent?
Call it a day, kid
Been thinkin' bout the Autumn day that wrapped you up in me
Did the dissonance shake silence into warmth among those leaves?
And in February before you leave
Will I feel that silence?
Call it a day, kid