Leaves drifting down the alley way,
withering,...crumbling... into the next day...
These days have got away from me
as time drips slowly,
and seasons melt away.
Leaves drifting down the alley way
decaying...aging... into a new day...
Feelings and memories always fading
Faces and places always changing.
I cannot keep up with slipping time
or complete the hour glass that I climb.
So in misery
I say...
To the sympathies that stay
Please go away! Please go away from me!
(...But these days are here to stay...)
Leaves drifting down the alley way,
withering... crumbling... into a new day...
Lost in time now cannot cope
(Time decays me...withers me..).
disintegrating all my hope.
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