autumn fallingthe seasons changei’ll change your mindfocused withinan open spacea wounded losthis reckless lifei wondered loststretched into linesa willowed starethe windshield driesfrom desert sunthe station blursdreaming awakepale morning suna colored dawnscorched and burnedfor the timefor what’s leftfor the samenessthat’s overheadfor the airthat’s all alonefor the seasonswoven timethe station blursdreaming awakepale morning suna colored dawnscorched and burned