autumn has come
and caught us astray
unfamiliar leaves turning gold
or maybe that's just the fires
burning in every direction
maybe that's just the glow
telling me all is not peaceful
out over the cold horizon
will you miss your crash pad
when the snow has concealed it
will you forget where i stand
when the ice steals your footing
would you write letters home to me
if you knew where i lived
oh you will, and you will, and you wouldn't
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