Fall has fallen

There are two predominating visions of fall: the sunny, optimistic kind that loves the turning leavs and crisp nights, and the dour, pessemistic kind that mourns the shorter days and inclimate weather.

For the optimists, we have the quintessential Van Morrison classic, Moondance. It protrays autumn as a lush time of colder nights under twinkling stars, an array of colors, and the romance of spiced cider in anticipation of the Holidays:

A fantabulous night to make romance
'neath the cover of october skies
And all the leaves on the trees are falling
To the sound of the breezes that blow

Van Marrison - Moondance.mp3

For the pessimists who already mourn the less of the summer sun and daylight past 6pm, leaves fall, leaving barren trees behind, the Morning fog isn't romantic, it's chilling and spooky. Instead of romance blossoming, it dies:

Fall is here, the leaves are changing
crisp is the sky and the wind blows through my hair
...
and like the leaves, which are now falling
love has faded, and is now dead

Tiffany Anders - I See How Much has Changed.mp3 (with J. Mascis)