Common Sense and Autumn Leaves
He comes without warning, impels suddenly
Common sense ebbs with the autumn leaves
He says, "don't do it, don't fall for me"
I stumble, I focus on where I have been
Lost in a vision, blurry and fogged
Where I dance to internal monologues
Only ever one you, yet admittedly
To you, there's a hundred thousand of me
These bleak, ageing memories grow more unclear
The ramifications don't cut so severe
A surge of new chapters show no sign of slowing
No stumbles, I focus on where I am going
Common sense ebbs with the autumn leaves
He says, "don't do it, don't fall for me"
If I dont exhibit, you will never see
Insistence is fulite, I already can't breathe
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