Darkening Hour

I've been trying to let go but some things Won't let go of me From the dream into an unmade day Pin the leaves up in the tree again It was easy then There was time to burn and clear it all out There was time to lie and let ourselves down Before the darkening hour But in the darkness i can see myself In the outline of the shape you left So how do i stop short of passing everything on Do i forgive something i can't remember all of I don't go down those tunnels anymore I don't read notes that show up under the door It was easy then There was time to burn and clear it all out There was time to lie and let ourselves down Before the darkening hour There was a time when we were leaves on the same tree Among the many leaving trees I hold my breath in the dream i hope in the days i have left That this is how we meet again