For days I look through my window , the children chase each other
Cars whizzing on wet tar
The shy wind blows and trees whisper the leaves on the road
I think of you sometimes
I should remove the brilliant lights: and all would be more true
You should give body and anger and you will be more true
Then lose yourself in the autumn song where all words could be wrong
And the lights close my eyes
Everything begins to take form
And the shadows are so long
Don't leave me darling now
Please, let's break the anger
I don't think we can run away
To run away would be a dream tale
And we must break this false or real mistake