Is there light to be found
As we float to the ground?
A greater glory, greater story,
Where there’s a joyful sound?
We pass like autumn leaves
Fighting gravity
In the glory of the trees
There’s beauty in the brevity
It’s dark when you hear it
It’s light when you see it
Is there anything more freeing
That we are leaves and not the tree, friend
We pass like autumn leaves
Fighting gravity
In the glory of the trees
There’s beauty in the brevity
