Fall

In daylights neverending
Speaking sometimes of love
Every successive moment taught me
Those things we knew nothing of

Like the silhouettes upon my wall
Dreaming beyond where I awaken
The only path we had
Was the one that's never taken

In words there is no sense left
There are songs that won't leave my head
I don't believe them anymore
Things aren't true just because they're said

Finding out a different way
New definitions for hastily placed rhymes
Try, let's see if we can make it
To that place we left all those times ago


This is what happens when I write while listening to music... I looked back at what I wrote and went "oh, really?" ... and I have half a feeling it isn't done.