Calendar Marks

I've fallen victim to my greatest fear

The calendar marks that I lost a whole year

Three-sixty-five, barely alive

Grace took her good natured time to arrive

Oh my god, this year has dealt me a horrible hand

I'll try and explain, but you won't understand

Well wait, what's today's date?

There's plenty of time left to procrastinate, or plan my escape

Let me go

Let me go

The autumn leaves join in a bittersweet chorus

A hymn so inspired as if to inform us they're leaving soon

She sends a kiss that we just barely miss

Before winter sets in and exposes our sins

Let me go

Let me go

I want to be where nobody knows me

I'll be behind the perfect disguise

I'll drive away, I'll dissapear

I want to be anywhere, but here

Spring-time, ever changing

My life's re-arranging

So it seems I'm going down now

Tears fall on the ash, my heart's fading fast

Let me go

Let me go

While I wait for the new year

To introduce new fears

While I'm wishing that I could be

Anywhere, but here