Right hand on my face
Rub the crust out my eyes
Blankets left in my wake
Just before the sun rise
Sister sleep on the sofa
Like she in a coma
Dad get me up to go on a walk
Off of the floor to store and we talk
Cold air hit my face like a boxer
Oh no, think I'm gonna need a doctor
Walk back home, sun shines on the leaves
Back when I felt I could breathe
Back when I still read comics in my free time
Eating bean pies after dinner time
Memories within all of these autumn leaves
Take me back to 2016