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?