- We met under the autumn tree
- Where you and me would lay
- To watch the things that rot and see
- them slowly rot away.
- The tree had roots but we were free,
- we took a break that day.
- And we embraced our state of being
- rot beyond decay.
- The leaves kept falling endlessly,
- at least, that 's what they say.
- They prisoned you, they sheltered me.
- Then it was time to pay.
- We met under the autumn tree,
- but I remember. And let be.
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