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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Grace Cummings
Vocals
Jonathan Wilson
Drums
Andrew Burbrook
Violin
Cahill Kelly
Guitar
Grant Miliken
Vibraphone
Christine Kim
Cello
CJ Cameieri
Horn
Drew Erickson
Piano
Lain Pockock
Bass
Ny Oh
Background Vocals
Paul Carwright
Violin
Zack Dellinger
Viola
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Grace Cummings
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jonathan Wilson
Producer
Grant Miliken
Engineer
Adam Ayan
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
The wind it is howling
Like dogs in the evening
I have nothing
To be feeling
And nothing to say
It's just me and my own time
That just rolls by
Don't recognise my face
Don't know my name
I think it was autumn
I think it was an autumn day
I write
To you, some kind of Confucius
Do you think I am useless?
If I don't make a sound?
My body feels empty
As I run up the high street
And I think about begging
For tobacco, and time
I think it was autumn
I think it was an autumn day
You think you know me like a folk song
Or a book that you read once
Like John Henry's hammer
Or something going 'round
Instead, look
To the eagle
Something so simple
That took a change in the wind
And lifted up off the ground
I think it was autumn
I think it was an autumn day
I think It was autumn
I left you
On an autumn day
Writer(s): Grace Cummings
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