All the leaves are falling
Where the hedgehog's hiding
And a bee buzzes by
Makes me feel like crying
Hear the song of warning
From the blackbird calling
The hills are alight
Feels like the first day of your life
There's a hawk in the distance
He ain't praying for forgiviness
It's his nature to kill
But mine isn't
But we all kill in ways
That he doesn't
As we pay our taxes
To the war machine
The war machine
(oh no)
Won't always be
The war machine