The falling leaves show Breaking outside you blew And I'm floating away The seasons renew like they say I followed your lead now We can have time but I knew I'm tracking today The truth has caught me awake I see you all hustle in manic rud Escaping seasons while stuck in mud Insured for crisis in the mean time Picking up bucks the feeling Of a neat like Fitting nicely in the golden chain Completely drained but You think it's sane it's hard to tell But in the mean time leaving brief time To fiddle with a neat rhyme The falling leaves show Breaking outside you blew And I'm floating away The seasons renew like they say I followed your lead now We can have time but I knew I'm tracking today The truth has caught me awake Takes some time and a ticket or two To see some meaning or to pick a virtue Always something in the pipeline Often even better than Anything in hindsight If the truth doesn't fit the suit Maybe skip and pick a new route I can't tell but in the meantime Leaving my chime while searching for The good life The falling leaves show Breaking outside you blew And I'm floating away The seasons renew like they saw We say mahalo we can have time But I knew you were sailing away The truth has changed at its stake M'okay