"Autumn Letter" lyrics

When I read her autumn letter
I could sail right through the grapes of wrath
And the wind that presided over
The little gold leaf on my path
I was born then and surrounded by the flash

When our callow youth forsakes us
We'll be left out in the hail
And our hungry souls will cast us on the trail
On the trail

Panic shouts out
Pity drowns out
Mercy wins out in the end
Sail right through the grapes of wrath
Grapes of wrath

When I read her autumn letter
Heading west on 444
I could fly there and I could die there
On the shore
On the shore

Panic shouts out
Pity drowns out
Mercy wins out in the end
Panic shouts out
Pity drowns out
Mercy wins out in the end
Panic shouts out
Pity drowns out
Mercy wins out in the end...