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
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