autumn blues

autumn blues come and go
leaves drifting to and fro
slowly dipping onto a bed of grey
as if to say this is where i''ll lay
the music notes still floating with them
but going its own way
unlike him who walks in no particular direction
a misguided ghost in this perception
an outcast to the world
a misfit to the girls
what have u to do to fit in he cries
and the wind just blows as if to sigh
he just grabs his guitar and starts to play
and the music notes and the autumn leaves pleay
and all that is left is to hold on tight
and watch as autumn blues carry you deep into the night