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fall is coming, they're saying
but i'm not ready for a change
i'm not even ready for the morning to come
i just got used to this day
only to find it's once again over

in this state of change i find
that my yesterdays spill over into
the todays that i've so carefully composed
and while i'm nothing like i used to be
i'm exactly who i was before

i'm still breathing i'm still human
you still cut me i still bleed
i still long to know i'm lovely
and i still laugh and cry and speak

summer was a time to mourn
quite an irony if you look to the skies
but now here's fall and with the season
comes a bit of fading away

the fading away of the bitter insecurity
the death of my fear and my doubt
but it's comfortable to be in this state of mind
so i keep inviting in the same voices
the same feelings the same pain

there's going to be a time
when the change is gonna come
and i'm gonna welcome it with open arms
no shame or guilt drowning me

fall is coming, they're saying.