a sea of change
like leaves falling in the autumn
comes a standstill all too strange
how did we even reach rock bottom?

stop and take a good look
how time stole what we built?
every beginning has its end
we were told we weren’t meant

get a good grip on reality
the leaves have turned grey
even it has reached its own finality
never again to see another day

we hope on an empty promise
a promise to cast away our fear
now look again, my dear
how can we even be this hopeful?

time had taken its toll on us
look, we have to clean this mess
you and me, the leaves of autumn
will we find a way to heal one another?

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