Leave All The Days Behind

You fall around these times

Where you made me come, dear

Leave all the days behind

That made you run

I shall forget the days

That you told me too

I was such a waste

When I cut myself out

Now the fall is over, baby

You'll descend

But at a rate

You'll find is slow

And all these times afraid to walk the room

That you have to take, there is no other way

It's forces far above you, though you want me too

I'll decorate these heights, I'll make it fit right

Somehow we wait from old to young

Now the word is small

All the way over