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They Come In Flocks...

de Carl Hauck

Sometimes its hard to turn that page
To force yourself to change
And all the things you are the autumn fades
The autumn fades, it fades away

Step in, step outside
Into the chamber of tranquil sounds
The days shorten and call the tide
Of vibrantly colored ground

The carving left in the bark
Remains through the season’s change
Defiantly retains the heart
That fortune has led astray

All things nice it seems
Find their way into decay
A quiet home sets the scene
Of another empty day

The low set of orange-lit dusk
Signals the night’s reform
To me its all dull and dust
Cause I've seen it all before

Once the pieces fall
Fall right into place
I don't have, it seems, my own space

Buried underneath
One thousand feet
Of rust-colored leaves
My own grave

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