Lletres: Banish (The). Other. Dead Leaves.

It is that I don?t know what I should say to all of it

Differences ? it?s full of goddamn differences
I can?t say anything

Inconsistent
It is like I won?t hear

These words of whisper from the
second part
The whisper of leaves before they fall down
Dead leaves
From
behind of nothing expected
From nothing, now here
I can?t tell so much lies
as have been told
From the doorway; won?t enter again

As blinded by lights
shining out of the dark
Yes, it were the lights which blinded over and over
again

So nice as it was for the past
So nice that no one saw it came
A
train crashed in the ballroom; no dazzling lights
As we ran, so we ruined and
it?s just to repeat for the second as I had said before
And more on:
Inconsistency is where I can never escape

Moaning and mourning for an
escape
I thought that the end of the rainbow was there
So close that no one
saw it came
I have talked enough to fill a black box?s tape

And when our
spirits crashed there was nothing; but everyone?s hope at all
Where were the
ones that save?
The elements ? everyone?s hope at all

Yes, it was nothing