As autumn comes I hang on

watching my friends fly away

Soon it’s my time, I fall off my stem

And glide through the sky

Cutting through the autumn air.

 

I hit the ground with a thud

I feel my veins get ripped and torn

Now here I lay, in the gutter 

All together with my friends.

 

As I lay here, 

I think my time has come 

There is no use for me anymore 

I'm not needed in this world.

 

Then it comes, I hear it screech

I get picked up and my journey begins

I soar through the sky once again 

I see my new home as we fly

In the nest I get laid down I sigh, home