One year I just happened to be travelling through New England around the third week of October. I was stunned by the Fall colors that I saw as I travelled through the various States. So much so that I went back, around the same time, for a number of years.
I stopped going, for a couple of years, but still looked for those same views while I travelled through other parts of the country ( Midwest, Blue Ridge Parkway, Tennessee Valley), however nothing really matched the colors I saw in New England..
This song, The Fall, was written the year that I returned back to the original places, that first caught my eye. It was so amazing that I wondered why I had ever stopped coming. I decided that I wanted to touch as many and as much of the places that I had originally visited as possible. I was so overcome with emotion that I sat on a log, while leaves were falling, and wrote the lyrics.