Autumn

I don't miss you, Autumn
 So much as the way it felt when I knew that you were gone
 Back when my clarity of purpose seemed so strong
 Now it just clutches, keeps me from moving on
 I used to think that it was me who bore your memory
 But could it be that memory made me who I am?
 The expectation in my smallest of demands
 Was you return, just as you were
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 I longed to make sense of your perspective
 How you said sadness takes the shape of burning stars
 How could you feel a thing so far from where we are?
 A thousand years go by
 And always they compelled to pass in static
 We thought that innocence was something that could last
 Now when I walk around, I wear it like a mask
 So I won't see no one see me