Risk

Where do they dance
when the leaves have all fallen
the concrete offers a place to rest
but they just can’t
risk taking that chance
risk taking that chance
risk taking that chance
risk taking that
spin in a whirlwind
heading down the road

Where do they dance
before turning into dust
after they’ve broke from the branch they clung to
but they just can’t
risk taking that chance
risk taking that chance
risk taking that chance
risk taking that chance

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