One by one   The days fall beside us   Like yellow leaves   We have no conscience   Oh, what we're becoming      Month by month,   The rings on our tree trunks,   Like old wise eyes,   Grow wider and winter   Lends them a dead disguise      Now time- like an ocean   knows tide - like a notion   To toss about the house   And lose inside the couch   And piles of our thoughts   Run miles in the dark   Just tryin' to get home      Age by age,   We rhyme with our seasons'   Rehearsed routines   Still turning   And returning      Now I'm wide as the ocean   Now I bleed roses   And you are just a mark   on the map of my past   But I am a road   I wind along alone   All day until the coast