They Seem to Float, Though They Weigh Me Down

Tulips are dying Winter, its coming quick Air becoming thin What about the evergreen? Vintage is ripe Harvest, its coming quick Fretless with rest Combination of Tired dissolusion Immerse myself in The horizon of Lets sit and ponder Think about things Out of our control Let the day pass We can start tomorrow Let the day pass We can start tomorrow I'll just keep on walking Blue in the dark Can't be removed Fall while weeping For some that have sowed Fretless with rest Combination of Tired dissolusion Immerse myself in The horizon of Lets sit and ponder Think about things Out of our control Let the day pass We can start tomorrow Let the day pass We can start tomorrow I'll just keep on walking