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Late at night i&#39;m writing got a lot on my mind
Exchanging midnight beats for sleep &#39;cause time&#39;s hard to find
Spent the whole day hiking through the city on a mission
Wishing i was living under different conditions
Looking for a face in the crowd i don&#39;t know
Looking past glass as if my nerves don&#39;t show
Looking for a new way to say one pairs of prints ain&#39;t enough
Me have to bluff me have no trust that makes it hard for me to open up
But i play the role and now nobody knows what&#39;s in me
I&#39;m past the point of thinking that i could ever win see
I get all choked up about something that isn&#39;t there
Fair skinned earth autumn sun through black hair &quot;where?&quot;
Over there on college campus ground pavement
I turn my head it&#39;s just a shadow that&#39;s how my day went
My spirits fall like golden leaves from autumn trees
Collected in the street by the cool as &#39;trane fall breeze
Autumn
I&#39;m looking out the window just to watch the block
Residential hotels smack addicts in flocks
A lazy day waitress with the hand that rocks
The ladle wipes the table feet below dreadlocks
Tickled ivories trickle out a modest speaker
Don&#39;t mind being alone but i&#39;d be glad to greet her
One hundred and twenty miles from home but still in my dome
Pick up the phone and maybe later i&#39;ll see her
A happy couple crosses second ave. holding hands
I&#39;m glad i&#39;m not happy &#39;cause i still can&#39;t stand
The weight of a crush a light brush induced blush
That anxiety rush of that uncomforable hush
In conversation that two second pause feels like i&#39;m waiting
For a bus i may have missed when i&#39;m already late and
It&#39;s raining on my clean clothes day four of a new job
Well maybe it&#39;s not that bad but still that moment feels odd
So i repel it if i can smell it on the verge about to happen
It seems i&#39;m without words unless i&#39;m freestyle rapping
But then i&#39;m full of crap and plus my mind is on city
On the real i feel uptight when all my fronts miss witty
It&#39;s hard to handle microphones i&#39;ll light like a gasoline candle
Face to face i&#39;m feeling square as a handbill
So i&#39;ll head home and try to put it all together
Get me on my own and all along and i&#39;ll be better
Autumn

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