Knowing I can't scorn her
The fault is all my fault
Consequences and resulst.
Take it with a grain of salt
Eyes turn colbalt
Waiting for the river flow
To see which way the wind blows.
Give it time, save a dime
Lemonade from the limes
Try not to take it the wrong way
I didn't know what to say.
Truth a great releaser
Honesty will be my death
Smoke another cigarette
Choke until my final breath.
I know I can't change your mind
Waiting for the summer time
Standing at the gates of fall
Please know I love you all.
All the cards I never send
All the follies start to blend
Built up like a hurricane
Waiting for the red rain.
Every plead I try to make
I do it for our sake
And all the leaves I have to rake
Are labeled with my mistakes.
I'm young and there is time to learn
All the leaves you gotta burn
Yearning for simplicity
Not enveloped in negativity.
I pent you up and I relent
Sometimes I think your heaven sent
For loving such a fool as me
Like I'm a lost philosophy.
I'm sorry dear
I'm sorry friend
But this is where the rhyme ends.
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