No Escape

When the sky looks like a painting
And there's a cool breeze in the air
The leaves on the trees are changing
And there's ladies in boots everywhere

I know the season is changing
I smell wood smoke and hot cider
The length of the days is waning
It all serves as a reminder

Change is a part of living
From it there is no escape
Time is unforgiving
Within it lies our fate

The clock ticks by the hours
Another day is done
What do we do with the time that is ours
When it seems we've just begun