Leave

Why must you, leave as the leaves

I love you, but leave you must

Forget us, leave our dead tree

We’re apart, like steel and rust

 

I watch as your train departs

Taking with it all our hearts

Enjoy your deliverance

Expense of all our grievance

 

There’s no hope for us right now

We will fade like distances

Like the sweat upon your brow

All our life mere instances

 

Today marks the day of death

Pity my last dying breath

 

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