.Thoughts of leaving, they came so easily
Like the season's leaves, falling from a tree
No sense grieving, what is to be will be
Where ever I roam feels like home to me
Picked up easy
Like stiches on a sleeve, we just ripped 'em
When it came time to leave
But .
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