Season Poem Gregory and the Hawk

[Verse 1]
One by one the days fall beside us
Like yellow leaves
We have no conscience
Oh, what we're becoming...

Month by month the rings on our tree trunks
Like old wise eyes
Grow wider
And winter lends them a dead disguise

[Chorus]
Now time like an ocean knows tide like a notion
To toss about the house and lose inside the couch and
Piles of our thoughts run miles in the dark
Just trying to get home

[Verse 2]
Age by age
We rime with our seasons' rehearsed routines
Still turning and returning

[Chorus]
Now time like an ocean knows tide like a notion
To toss about the house and lose inside the couch and
Piles of our thoughts run miles in the dark
Just trying to get home