One day you awake and you look around
All the leaves have fallen without a sound
The ones that you love have all scattered
You think about things that really matter
The birds you remember have all flown south
Your friends you had; you hear of word to mouth
Maybe you flew first but still time has flown
Sadly you have forgotten more than you have known
You know you have to suspend your disbelief
You pray for a little bit of emotional relief
Because you find yourself marching unexpectedly
Marching towards that Eisenhower tree
that Eisenhower tree
that Eisenhower tree
Every day you keep answering the bell
The lines blur between heaven and hell
So you put one foot in front of the other
You find yourself in one town or another
Is this sad? Well I guess that depends
It is hard to say that until the end
There have been sixteen chapters already
But this one is long and more unsteady
You know you have to suspend your disbelief
You pray for a little bit of emotional relief
Because you find yourself marching unexpectedly
Marching towards that Eisenhower tree
As I prepare myself for another go
I think about my time spent in the glow
There is one thing that I want you to know
There are things that I felt but didn’t show
I know I have to suspend my disbelief
I pray for a little bit of emotional relief
Because I find myself marching suddenly
Marching towards that Eisenhower tree
that Eisenhower tree
Baby I can see
that Eisenhower tree
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