The Autumn Wind is a people
Struggling to be free
With a phone and car, they see quite far
And trackers all they see

Their bodies are well covered
And no one sees their faces
With lasers, saws, and power tools
Put fascists in their places

They go across the country
To knock down one by one
Care not to see just where they be
For this is not for fun

The Autumn Wind is a people
Who want to be alone
No one should know just where they go
Or what is on their phone