October Third

Has the wedding day past yet?
Is the haunt over yet?
I know that door is shut
I left you behind, but I still feel stuck

The sunset sings it's refrain
And the thoughts, they fumble like the seasons change
Autumn comes because nothing is forever green
And you've been talking about leaving this place since we were seventeen

That one last notion that you couldn't shed
But, your bed is made in the back of my head



Credits
Writer(s): Hayley Lewis
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