Falling of the Leaves

 

as hound dogs kill the blood doesn't spill 
just to prove themselves the hounds of men 
oh the madness in the natural ways taking course 
and keeping the balance of the land 

lost, adrift and tangled in debris 
swaying to the rhythm of the sea 
of another year we got to see 
one more falling of the leaves 

indeed many things do come to pass 
but tell me what ever lasts 
besides the presents of the present forever waiting 
for us to tear off the wrap 

bottled truths remaining to be freed 
swaying to the rhythm of the sea 
of another year we got to see 
one more falling of the leaves 

and forsaken daughters, wives and sons of lovers 
were once held dearly before they fell one the same
and the penniless crawlers up to their knees in mud and water 
at least got answers to their prayers of rain 

maybe i'm a dreamer but aren't we 
swaying to the rhythm of the sea 
of another year we got to see 
one more falling of the leaves

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