hard bark on the family tree   october leaves on massachusetts' trees.      a sight so fleetingly free      just how october leaves   just how october leaves   just how october leaves   me      on fire with the maple trees,   on my knees with these leaves on these boston streets,   praying to a god a godforsaken summer night stole   (one night), one fight, one family swallowed whole.      some things just fall apart   some families stand like november trees: barren and stark.   some things just fall apart   some memories continue breaking this cold heart      and some sons have a hard time   looking at things the same   looking in their father's eyes   when both their heads hang in shame      highways home become oceans   that i just can't swim   and the rusty gates of Eden lock   to never let me in.      let me in      oceans of emotions we've got to swim      well i open my eyes   i can't see that family   i can't see that home      so i'll just keep them closed      outside the door with these open arms,   with the warmth of the maple tree.      if these trees can't replaces these scars   then let their leaves just bury me      let their leaves just bury me.