Lyrics Autumn - Out Of Place , Shirley , Tasi

Like resin on the belly of foot sole
One in front of other is another discovered
Forward in the past like it's part of the cover
Ye it's simple
Like a crumble or ripple
Fickle
Pickled like a person with an alcoholic nature to escape into the void of
If really you finding self
But relapse to the comfort of the mental
With a pencil and paper you can fade into river
Till the age of the december isn't cold as you remember
Just a product of the aftermath of having had a gradual path
Close in front of you and point you in the opposite
You want to quit but only get some many steps before the switch
Donting is the evening of the setting
Edging towards a picture perfect
Is it worth another trip into the after
Gather what you can and never let the past factor
Rigid from the resin that began it's last capture