Fall Days

Fall days are calling Closure toward my absence These falling days call Mid season summer time Searching for reasons so vivid Lipid hours this decision An avid collision Pressure points pressured with precision Fall days are calling Closer toward my absence these falling Days call I could never say goodbye Rest insure, that I stood next to a good lie To carry on, we should try Awaken built beneath your heavens Given mortality to apply Sort through our issues Over this meal of doe, dry rye The bread we were once so often fed Fed to submit and soften Was it so bad that we were mislead