Autumn Blue
Five Fingers of Funk Lyrics

Late at night I'm writing got a lot on my mind
At night, I write about the many thoughts and worries that keep me awake.

Exchanging midnight beats for sleep 'cause time's hard to find
I have to give up making music at night to try to get enough sleep, since there isn't enough time in the day for everything.

Spent the whole day hiking through the city on a mission
I spent the whole day walking through the city on a purposeful journey.

Wishing I was living under different conditions
I wish I could be living in better circumstances.

Looking for a face in the crowd I don't know
I scan the crowd, searching for a stranger's face.

Looking past glass as if my nerves don't show
I look through a window, trying to hide my anxiety and fear.

Looking for a new way to say one pairs of prints ain't enough
I search for a fresh saying to convey that one set of footprints is not enough.

Me have to bluff me have no trust that makes it hard for me to open up
I feel like I have to deceive others and don't trust anyone enough to confide in them.

But I play the role and now nobody knows what's in me
I pretend to be someone else, leaving others unaware of my true self.

I'm past the point of thinking that I could ever win see
I've given up hope that I could ever succeed.

I get all choked up about something that isn't there
I become emotional about something that doesn't really exist.

Fair Skinned Earth Autumn Sun Through Black Hair "Where?"
I express confusion as I try to locate a specific person in a certain setting.

Over there on college campus ground pavement
I spot something over in the area of the college campus ground.

I turn my head it's just a shadow that's how my day went
As I turn to look, I realize it was just a shadow, summarizing how my day went.

My spirits fall like golden leaves from autumn trees
My mood falls and plummets like the golden leaves that drop from autumn trees.

Collected in the street by the cool as 'trane fall breeze
These emotions collect inside of me, carried away by the cool fall breeze, like falling leaves.

I'm looking out the window just to watch the block
I watch the area outside the window, observing the street view.

Residential hotels smack addicts in flocks
I see many drug addicts congregating around the residential hotels nearby.

A lazy day waitress with the hand that rocks
I notice a waitress lazily wiping tables, controlled by her human impulses.

The ladle wipes the table feet below dreadlocks
The waitress uses a ladle to clean the table surface, while her own dreadlocks brush against the floor below.

Tickled ivories trickle out a modest speaker
Melodic sounds flow from a small speaker, created by a piano being played.

Don't mind being alone but I'd be glad to greet her
I don't mind being by myself, but I would still be happy to see her.

One hundred and twenty miles from home but still in my dome
Even though I'm far from home, my thoughts are still consumed by my own mind.

Pick up the phone and maybe later I'll see her
I consider calling her, hoping to see her later.

A happy couple crosses Second Ave. holding hands
I notice a joyful couple crossing Second Ave. while holding hands.

I'm glad I'm not happy 'cause I still can't stand
I feel relieved that I'm not in a happy relationship because I don't think I could handle it.

The weight of a crush a light brush induced blush
The emotional burden of a crush causes a slight blush and embarrassment.

That anxiety rush of that uncomforable hush
I feel an overwhelming rush of anxiety during an awkward silence.

In conversation that two second pause feels like I'm waiting
Even a short two-second pause during a conversation feels like a long wait.

For a bus I may have missed when I'm already late and
It's like waiting for a bus that I might have missed, despite already being late.

It's raining on my clean clothes day four of a new job
It's raining, ruining my fresh clothes, during my fourth day of working at a new job.

Well maybe it's not that bad but still that moment feels odd
I recognize that this moment might not be so bad, but it still feels strange and awkward.

So I repel it if I can smell it on the verge about to happen
If I sense that something uncomfortable is about to happen, I try to avoid it at all costs.

It seems I'm without words unless I'm freestyle rapping
It feels like I don't have any words, except when I'm spontaneously improvising rap lyrics.

But then I'm full of crap and plus my mind is on city
However, when I do make up words on the fly, they're usually nonsense, and my thoughts are still focused on the city around me.

On the real I feel uptight when all my fronts miss witty
Honestly, I get nervous when my attempts at being clever or funny fall flat.

It's hard to handle microphones I'll light like a gasoline candle
I struggle with the pressure of performing with a microphone, and it often feels like my energy is explosive and unstable, like gasoline igniting.

Face to face I'm feeling square as a handbill
When I'm talking to someone in-person, I feel awkward and stiff, like a rigid and unappealing handbill.

So I'll head home and try to put it all together
I decide to leave and go home, hoping to sort out my thoughts and emotions.

Get me on my own and all along and I'll be better
I think that if I'm alone and have my thoughts to myself, I'll feel better.

Autumn Blue...
The phrase 'Autumn Blue' is repeated throughout the song, creating a melancholic and reflective mood that matches the theme of the lyrics.