As if every autumn leaf has fallen
As if everything that seemed eternal is going further away
You’re my fifth season
Because even if I try to see you
I can’t
To me you're still green;
Bright and beautiful
Our foolishness, is being hung piece by piece like laundry
Only the bright memories are *****;
It falls on me
Even if I don’t shake my branch at all
It keeps falling
Why won't you just stay with me?