The year of my undoing

The trees are bare

and I do care

now there’s no room

for things in bloom

the light does fade

it’s all a haze

the hours pass

like one dead mass

      The time is near

      yes now it’s here

      the year of my undoing

      stop the shushing stop the shooing

      in the year of my undoing

      no more wishing no more wooing

      in the year of my undoing

Don’t leave me here

please do stay near

I’m losing sight

of my birthright

I crumble up

like paper cups

thrown in the trash

this is the crash

      refr.

The crows fly by

in the grey sky

the rain comes down

and I do drown

in long daydreams

and endless schemes

how to survive

not take the dive

     refr.

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