The leaves will fall,
and so will you
when you do bury me under them too.
Seconds pass,
we'll make it through
eventually we all go home.
It won't be long...
It won't be long....
We walk along the wire,
tied between horizens.
You close your eyes like it's nothing at all.
Throughout the rise and fall,
Everything, everything changes.
I will be here when you die.
It won't be long...
It won't be long!
'til we find our way home!
Did you hear the trumpets play the day your father died?
Did the vilolins swell those circles under your eyes?
Did you play the part straight like a marcher,
or get lost in the beat thinking and feeling?
Did the drums in the street make the people dance,
or fall to their knees as the sound,
knocked the leaves from the trees and they fall from the branch?
They were beautiful,
as they hung in the air.
Spinning around.
Did you float in the air?
Spinning around.
There must be somewhere where cigarettes burn through the night,
and the leaves don't abandon their trees to the light,
and the sky's always clear,
and the summer never ends.
Won't you take me home?!
Yeah yeah yeah!
The leaves willl fall,
and so will you,
when you do bury me under them too.
Seconds pass,
we'll make it through,
eventually, we all are going
home.
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