Fallen Leaves - Billy Talent

In a crooked little town

They were lost and never found

Fallen leaves, fallen leaves

Fallen leaves on the ground

I hitched a ride until the coast

To leave behind all of my ghosts

Searching for something I couldn't find at home

Can't get no job, can you spare a dime?

Just one more hit and I'll be fine

I swear to God, this'll be my one last time

When it gets dark in Pigeon Park

Voice in my head will soon be fed

By the vultures, that circle round the dead

I never once thought I'd ever be caught

Staring at sidewalks Hiding my track marks

I left my best friends Or did they just leave me?

In a crooked little town they were lost and never found

Fallen leaves, fallen leaves

Fallen leaves on the ground

Run away before you drown

Fallen leaves, fallen leaves

Fallen leaves on the ground

Run away before you drown

Fallen leaves, fallen leaves

Fallen leaves on the ground