- Checking off that innumerably list of should be posts =/ I should have written this in the fall, but then it would be a completely different song! =)
I hear the trees whisper
Before they fall asleep
In the wind
I see the trees shiver
Before they lose their keep
To the wind.
They rust and dither
They quiver and turn to dust
And no one sees the river
That the leaves mysteriously touch
I wanna die like fall leaves
With colors bursting
I want to be well received
When I die
I want to fly like fall leaves
So gently sleeping
I want to be as radiant
When I die
I hear the trees praying
Before they lose their hold
to the wind.
I see the trees playing
In colors of gold
Within the wind.
They rust and dither
They quiver and turn to dust
And no one sees the river
That the leaves mysteriously touch
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