October
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All kinds of pumpkins everywhere
Some over here and some more over there
Humongous and little and middle-sized and tiny
Not too dull, just the right amount of shiny
In October we go pumpkin picking, pumpkin picking, pumpkin picking
In October we go pumpkin picking, pumpkin picking in October
Pumpkins pumpkins all around
Look at this one I just found
Firm and orange, nice and round
Sitting right here on the ground




In October we go pumpkin picking, pumpkin picking, pumpkin picking
In October we go pumpkin picking, pumpkin picking in October

Overall Meaning

In this song, the singer expresses a range of emotions and thoughts through the metaphor of October. He claims that there is no song like October, and that it was not his own creation but rather emerged from his own experiences, both joyful and sorrowful. The singer seems to draw inspiration from the natural world, particularly the sea and the changing of the seasons. He relates to the fallen leaves that leave with joy, and feels a sense of belonging to the world around him. At times he feels the weight of time on his shoulders, struggling between wanting to murder it to be free of pain and sorrow, and instead following the path it takes.


The lyrics embody a sense of authenticity and honesty, as the emotions conveyed are complex and nuanced. The singer is acutely aware of the beauty and sorrow that exist in the world, and he approaches his difficulties and joys with a sense of curiosity rather than fear. Through this, he suggests that even in the hardest times one can find a sense of purpose and meaning, finding treasures that are hidden behind the mind. The song represents an inward journey that the singer undertakes in order to find beauty and wonder in the world despite its flaws.


Line by Line Meaning

I'll sing you this October song,
I am going to sing a song about October.


Oh, there is no song before it.
This song is unique, and there are no other songs like it.


The words and tune are none of my own,
I didn't write the words or the music for this song.


for my joys and sorrows bore it.
The song was created from my joys and sorrows.


Beside the sea
Next to the ocean


The brambly briars, in the still of evening,
The thorny bushes are present during the calm evening.


Birds fly out behind the sun,
The birds take off into the sky as the sun sets.


and with them I'll be leaving.
I am also leaving with the birds.


The fallen leaves that jewel the ground,
The leaves on the ground are beautiful.


They know the art of dying,
The leaves know how to die gracefully.


And leave with joy their glad gold hearts,
Even as they die, the leaves are happy and proud.


In the scarlet shadows lying.
The leaves are in the red shadows on the ground.


When hunger calls my footsteps home,
When I become hungry, I must return home.


The morning follows after,
The morning comes after I return home.


I swim the seas within my mind,
I go on mental journeys in my mind.


And the pine-trees laugh green laughter.
The pine trees seem to be laughing with joy.


I used to search for happiness,
I once looked for happiness.


And I used to follow pleasure,
I used to pursue pleasure.


But I found a door behind my mind,
I discovered a mental door inside of me.


And that's the greatest treasure.
This door is my best asset.


For rulers like to lay down laws,
Leaders like to make rules.


And rebels like to break them,
Rebels enjoy breaking rules.


And the poor priests like to walk in chains,
Poor priests resign themselves to a life of enslavement.


And God likes to forsake them.
God has a tendency to leave them alone.


I met a man whose name was Time,
I once met a man named Time.


And he said, "I must be going,"
Time declared he must leave.


But just how long ago that was,
I don't know how much time has passed since that happened.


I have no way of knowing.
I don't have any way to find out.


Sometimes I want to murder time,
Occasionally, I want to get rid of time.


Sometimes when my heart's aching,
This desire to kill time comes on when I am in pain.


But mostly I just stroll along,
Most of the time, I just walk calmly.


The path that he is taking.
I go in the same direction that Time is moving in.




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Written by: Teresa Chi

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