Season's End

A slip from the mind, feelings run deep.
A lot untold.
No sense of time, has taken your sleep.
'cause you're drifting on.
Caught in past tense, bound to lose mind's mine,
To love yourself.
Finding something in a place that's gone,
It's done...

Done to lie, lie with the others.
In the arms of the season's end.
Done to write, to write off the answers,
In the arms of the season's end.

Wait, no regrets.
They won't comfort you today.
Wait, no more tears.
They won't comfort you today.

Do you feel the necessity?
It's not your mess.
Conscience regained, but no remedy.
Still you wander on.
Is it passing, or has it gotten my side?
Love your soul.
Seeking endings and a closure of,
It's done...

Done to lie, lie with the others,
In the arms of the season's end.
Done to write, to write off the answers,
In the arms of the season's end.

Wait, no regrets.
They won't comfort you today.
Wait, no more tears.
They won't comfort you today.

Wait, no regrets.
They won't comfort you today.
Wait, no more tears.
They won't comfort you today.



Credits
Writer(s): Ard A Slikker
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