Oh October moon...
All the darkest lovely things
Spread the forest floor
Shadows move as smoke under your gaze
Forgive me my confessions
Your glow will be the death of me
I'll lie with you and you'll place me in a box
Sleeping with the sickness of night air's love
Waiting for what you've done
The constant knot of innocence
I thought I could move against the grain
Move your sensible heart again
As much as I ever could
I don't need to know you've gone
It seems I've been deceived
And the wind will sweep me faithless away
Peaceful in the pines
Alone with my long cast regrets
Sinking into the soil... midnight cold
Turning with leaves
Falling.
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