Quick! The seasons are changing.
Grab your belongings, and put them
all behind your back.
Quick! The sky is waking up.
You must hurry, my darling,
for it will catch you before you even set foot,
on the freshly fallen dew.
Quick! The flowers are blooming.
Here is a rose, to remind you of me,
when you are melancholy.
Quick! The sun has risen.
Go now, my darling,
and never look back.
Aug 23, 2014
Aug 23, 2014 at 10:40 PM UTC
Quick! The seasons are changing.
Grab your belongings, and put them
all behind your back.
Quick! The sky is waking up.
You must hurry, my darling,
for it will catch you before you even set foot,
on the freshly fallen dew.
Quick! The flowers are blooming.
Here is a rose, to remind you of me,
when you are melancholy.
Quick! The sun has risen.
Go now, my darling,
and never look back.
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