Autumn in Kingston Springs Lyrics

Well I didn't want to lay it down

But I knew I had to give it up

I was fooling myself for far too long

When I finally found I'd had enough

Then I got broken down as I could be

It took a while but I busted free

Through the rattle and shinin', rhythm and rhyme

In the rustle of the falling leaves

Praying we the poor in Spirit

Lord Jesus Christ have mercy on us

Well I was kneeling when the whistle blew

A premonition in a heavy hue

When we caught us a breeze through the tunnel of trees

Beneath the silver of the Harpeth moon

We were carried by the Spirit's power

In the glory of the golden hour

Lying crippled and bruised, betrayed and accused

I was moving but I didn't know how

Praying we the poor in Spirit

Lord Jesus Christ have mercy on us

I know you'll bind and bottle every tear

And I'm still reeling from the tender words

You whisper loud and clear

Yellow, maple, red and tangerine

Well it's autumn now in Kingston Springs

Where the church bells chime the rhythm and rhyme

Blowing beauty like you wouldn't believe

And all the trouble that you've known so well

Like the color on the old hotel

It's gonna wither and fade

Wither and fade

Wither and fade away