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Sometimes its hard to turn that page
To force yourself to change
And all the things you are the autumn fades
The autumn fades, it fades away
Step in, step outside
Into the chamber of tranquil sounds
The days shorten and call the tide
Of vibrantly colored ground
The carving left in the bark
Remains through the season’s change
Defiantly retains the heart
That fortune has led astray
All things nice it seems
Find their way into decay
A quiet home sets the scene
Of another empty day
The low set of orange-lit dusk
Signals the night’s reform
To me its all dull and dust
Cause I've seen it all before
Once the pieces fall
Fall right into place
I don't have, it seems, my own space
Buried underneath
One thousand feet
Of rust-colored leaves
My own grave
