Count the leaves as they fall,
    brown, gone, dead.  
       I dream of LA,
          under hot warm rain.
𝓴𝓲𝓼𝓼𝓲𝓷𝓰
             𝓹𝓪𝓵𝓶 𝓽𝓻𝓮𝓮𝓼
𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓽𝓱𝓯𝓾𝓵
            𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮

you and me once more,
   🄳🅁🄴🄰🄼🄸🄽🄶