I'll See That You Arn't Woken Up
Sherwood
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Just sleep, the beauty of this place
will seep into your very blood;
I'll see that you aren't woken up
And it's slowed to just a trickle now
But I wish that it was pouring out
because there's so much here to write about.
And all the leaves are turning brown;
They're falling from their branches
and landing at my feet,
But I can hardly make a sound,
a word of adoration, for what's surrounding me.
Make it up from here, but I can't make it up from here,
so I won't wake you up, my dear
(How can I find my way out
I dug this hole all by myself
with no more poems on napkins
and i left the notebook on its shelf)
And I just want to write with everything inside.