My September's making me gold and ginger,
Lips of mine are scarlet and dry like leaves,
I'm so old and tired. My mind is in jail,
You won't find the houses where I lived.
I am stamping on my pathetic road.
Humpty-Dumpty's sitting on the red wall,
Eggs with legs are falling; You, I, all royal
Steeds are falling too into our fall.
Our fall is cruel and so magnetic.
I don't know where I am and what to do.
If you see the door into summer - get in!
But I'm old and tired. I'm twenty two.
The fall
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"I'm so (old and) tired....I don't know (where I am and) what to do.
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