Time came to pass and overtook me on the outside lane, I tried to race against it, took it as my refrain.
But these petals falling from the trees cause spots of pain, and I see you, reference, preference, sequenced in the rain.
Time is ahead of me now and I know it will hurt when I get there, but your be able to tend my wounds and care…
…for those last few moments as I take my leave and slowly forget all that I believe.
D November 2018