Bottom of the Leaves

You'll have to dig me up
From the bottom of the leaves
Travelling down to the earth
Falling red from the trees
Like the red in my eyes
But they're not red from the season
They're just strained from the light
Couldn't fall asleep for some reason

And tired my bones
Grow weaker but know
That the way through the stone
Is no longer for anyone else on this road
The colours are grieving
But I will find my way

My minds in the west
At the edge of the breeze
Where the light on the hill
Meets the green on the teeth
And here you lift me up
When I'm weak at the knees
Pull me back into time
Thaw me back from the freeze

And slowly my bones
Grow warmer and know that
The way back to home
Is no further for anyone else on this road
The sea birds are leaving
And calm my company
Stills this foreign rain



Credits
Writer(s): Luke Curtls Hueppauff
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