Fallen Leaves
The sun sets behind the golden trees -
I drag my feet along.
Something just keeps falling and falling
what and why, I don't know.
Boot heels scraping,
against a grey paved road,
and the breeze hums by.
But there's a difference,
like in a dream -
wish I could tell you why.
Cuz now,
You and I,
We're like fallen leaves -
just rustling in the autumn air,
just running in the wind.
Feel so tired,
wanna catch my breath.
Is it the end this time
for you and I?
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