What is it like
When you’re out of everything
Nothing stays like before
Crying echoed through the night
It’s the last time to believe
Otherwise I’m the fallen leaves
Feeling out of the house
Yes you’re
Calm down walk alone in the jungle
With wolves and doves
Feel alive , Or leave it
Leave, leave
Otherwise I’m the fallen leaves
Left the herd, into the Better place
Left the dark woods, into the good space
Feeling better and included
Or now I’m not that fallen leaves.
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