When leaves fall

It is the beginning of the end

And the trees

Struggle to keep their green

When the leaves fall

I will look up as they come

And the trees

Will harden their flesh

When leaves falls

My heart will be at the mercy of a gentile wind

And the trees

Now bare and cold

When the leaves fall

A pile of scattered ruin

And the trees

Covered in cold and silence

It all begins

Once the leaves fall


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