Fall down

Marigold

Fall sounds of rain

Why can't I go

Those days when spokes wound baseball cards tear hear them roar

And faster still those boards which let fly souls

Honeysuckle walk right afternoon time dies

Wish for sometime soon

I'll work it out

My way

So many faces

So lost

Why can't I go back when this mess was not made

Forever turns out just the same as two months

That rages on then after