Idiosyncrasies

Come – come the fall

Like a dream to carry us

Into the darkest sleep

Come – come the fall

Let us not kid ourselves

When the scarab comes to call

Come – come the fall

With the cold steel skies

And the nakedness of trees

Come – come the fall

Let the curtain be pulled,

Let the Wizard be exposed

Come – come the fall

Break this flower apart

And let us see what new will come


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