Late Foliage

Countless windows that I’ve sat at many nights
Don’t take my word
I’ll say I won’t be late but I’m never on time

Stop watching
I’m not here

I’ve learned to expect the worst of situations
Those days have passed
No matter what we do we are bound to be haunted

I know that things are better now that I have fallen
But the thought of letting go is not an option
Don’t let small things make you change or stand in your way
Stare at puddles to reflect the past, reflect my sеlf
Telling myself, nevеr feel again

Just a face
To fill the void
I need a break
They don’t have what im looking for

Forget what you said
Close the door and bury my head
Under mountains and oceans I’ll slip beneath the waves
Count the hours I’m wasting everyday