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It was as simple as the flavor of cinnamon

Shamelessly it was all I needed

I tasted the last of its remnants

Lost within my teeth

They talk about what it’s like in heaven

Saying to follow the commandments

But they don’t know what I see

Visions of you that have turned into

A promise I can’t keep

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Something’s gotta give when fall comes around

There’s always a loss without a cause

But I’ll be there with you through it all

Season games made to break our strides

but at the end of it I’ll stay the night

When the stars come while the moon sleeps

We’ll whispers secrets we shouldn’t keep

Light the candles and say our sacred oath

The photos will lose color as they grow old

But beyond our simple eye will lie the mystery

That’s comes only when the leaves begin to die