I saw new england fall in the autumn
Professing themselves wise
They learned to be fools
I saw the picture-postcards and the majesty
And it died
If ever there was a key
To wisdom and knowledge
It is the cornerstone rejected by the world
If ever was a people so removed from absolutes
Absolutely
I heard the depth and height of information
Served on steaming tables of speculation
I understood the rite of education
For the sake of the elite
If ever there was a reason
It was love
If ever any person personified that love
It was Jesus
I heard the shot heard 'round the campus
It was the deification of humanity
One that had ceased to be human
One who pretended to be God
And i recalled another ruler
In the autumn of another time and place
He refused to give God the glory
And like dying leaves
In a cold cold land
Eaten up and died
| 1 | Most Of All |
| 2 | Do Lord |
| 3 | Shaky Ground |
| 4 | Crossroads |
| 5 | Mercy |
| 6 | Slow Burn |
| 7 | Lord Of All |
| 8 | Where Would I Be |
| 9 | Rooster Crow |
| 10 | This Child |