I hear the sound
That the trees
Make in
The autumn breeze
And it fills me
With life
I feel the crunch
Beneath my feet
Leaves fly
In gold glory
It beckons me
To fly
The breeze lets the forest speak
And steams over fallen leaves
With silent soft whispering
We play along as they sing
The trees show the sky their grace
As they reach for that embrace
Matched color to meet a king
Crimson gold all falling
Send my regards
To the one that I left in the mirror
The one who isn't clear
In the back of my mind anymore
Nostalgic paper hearts
Crumpled through the years
Full of hopeful fears
What happened anyway
Well time ticks by
So slowly at the time
But when it goes
It flows away
Falling
I chose my part
To help or to mar
To save or to blame
This game
Truth unlocks joy
Abide or devoid
Savor and attune
Falling down
Worship the king
Of fall and autumn leaves
Of joy in all good things
Listen