The picture that was once new and bright
Is now colored in a golden brown hue
The corners that were once bold and tight
Have started to fray, they are no longer new
All of this, as I face the first autumn of my life
Every fresh dream that was there is now dead
Scattered in corners waiting to be thrown
My memories are stale,old books that were never read
I walk alone going from unknown to unknown
All of this, as I face the first autumn of my life
The winds of change have gone a little more cold
The nights are chill and lonely, the days are dull
I discover facets I had never known, never told
Every time I strain my ears, all I hear is a silent lull
All of this, as I face the first autumn of my life
As the winds make me shiver a little more
As I all I joined starts to tear,starts to fray
As my dreams die, my wound grows a little sore
Makes me feel this autumn, it's here to stay
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