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