All Good Things
I run this mile too many times
I saw trees with evergreen leaves
I am like a bird with places to visit
Like a butterfly flying on pollen grains
Season changed I am shivering in deep ice
To the ground I fell like a fainted leaf I rusted
Tears dropped like the rain an ocean is formed
All the good things come to an end I wonder
Autumn comes leaves fall to the ground
The sun rose from the far side of east
Shining gold to a new crack of down
If I will make it right in my new home
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