Pumpkin Soup Songtext
von Patrick Wolf

Sometime evening, I find a green spot in this town
And hide myself
Thinking of those circling skies
It takes me back to another time of Duffel coats
And drawing lines in the late September evening sand

The pumpkin soup on the table
The late September sun
A glow from the future
A sorrow yet to be undone

Autumn′s brown sturdy fingers
Are embedding bouquets
Up and down your spine
Embrace the moment 'cause everything changes and all this will too
Today you debut your birthday bike on the hill
It′s so beautiful, but things are gonna change


The pumpkin soup on the table
As warm as an evening sun
A glow from the future
A sorrow yet to be passed on

The circling sky of seagulls
The late September sun
I dream of a future
A dream that sorrow has undone
Undone

Pedal home, pedal home
Your mother is baking your favorite apples this evening
There's soup on the table but don't let it go cold, no, no, no
As you push your bike up the garden path, you turn to the ocean
You watch as autumn takes its last breath of summer
Its last breath of summer

The pumpkin soup on the table
The late September sun
Just dream of a future
And then the sorrow is undone