The season, not like falling down the stairs or something.
The days get shorter And the trees explode with color Then everything dies
On the one hand, the last line is rather bleak. On the other, fall ends on December 20th and by then the sun sets at something like 3 p.m., it’s always cold and almost always raining, the trees are stripped naked and vegetation is all withered, dead or gone.
But lawns still look really lush and green.
All right, then.
The days get shorter And the trees explode with color It sucks after that
More accurate now. But fine, here’s a “happy” version:
The days get shorter And the trees explode with color Hot cocoa and gloves