Lyrics I'll See That You Aren't Woken Up

Just seek (How can I find)
Beauty of this place (My way out)
We'll see (I dug this hole)
Do your very, but (All by myself)
I'll see (With no more)
That you aren't woken up (Bonds or bindings)
I'll see (And I left the notebook)
That you aren't woken up (On it's shelf)

And it's slowed to just a trickle now
But I wish that it was pouring out
Because there's so much here to write about

Chorus:
All the leaves are turning brown
Their falling from their branches
And landing at my feet
And I can only make a sound
A word of adoration
For what's surrounding me

Make up from here
But I can't make it up from here
So I won't break you up my dear
So I won't

Chorus

I just want to write
Everything inside
I jsut want to write
Everything inside
I just want to write (with everything)
Everything inside
I jsut want to write (with everything)
Everything inside