Rachel Garlin



Rachel Garlin


Orange it the color of the light
It's crawling up the walls of this adobe
Charlie Brown is in the pumpkin patch tonight
It must be October
That means a year of us apart
A year of moving on and getting over
So I've been clearing out my heart just like a tavern
And slowly going sober
The cottonwoords are turning from green to brown
But on the way they just get golder
Like in between the time you blow and when the flame goes out
There is heat before it's colder these days of October