It's that time of year again,
I've been wandering beneath the dusky sky,
gazing at fiery Autumn boughs,
with that lost, dreamy look in my eye.
It's that hour of the day again,
that I can't fail to relish in each time,
the sky ablaze with pink and red,
I'm sure that hour must be mine.
It's my time alone again,
such a strangely familiar scene to me,
where I've hidden myself away,
my world that knows not reality.
It's that second in my life,
I take a quick breath, and turn, and stare,
as I back off, down the hill once more,
and leave my secrets in the quiet Autumn air.
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There's a castle, in the middle of the woods, near my house, it's amazing when the sun's going down, I go there sometimes, to get away from things...y'know? *-Charley-*
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