A Final Glance of Home

She walked alone down the street
A final glance of home
Just one more day she couldn't speak
Her garden overgrown
With every breath she drew more close
To autumn escapades
Holding out her hand she birthed the night
And killed the dormant days

The changing season lies just beneath the grass

Now is your time to run
To the world you thought you'd lost before
Coming into focus these dormant days
Are coming to a close



Credits
Writer(s): Jude Holland
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