Maple Trees

I've walked some miles in my own shoes
They come untied
They're rubbing blisters
Bitter pills don't kill my blues
I'm fighting skeletons and whispers

Twenty-seven, twenty-eight
October's just around the corner
I'm feeling like I bloomed too late
The harvest isn't so good to her

Oh to trust like maple trees who yield their leaves in fall
I want to know what it feels like to give it all
Cause it's just illusion that I'm losing my control
When I've never had it so there's nothing that I've lost

Mother Nature sheds her skin
Easy as breath no second thinking
So why am I white knuckling
To keep the green that's not in season
Living in a system of surrender everyday
If you know just where to look you'll see the world kneel down to pray

Oh to trust like maple trees who yield their leaves in fall
I want to know what it feels like to give it all
Cause it's just illusion that I'm losing my control
When I've never had it so there's nothing that I've lost
I've never had it so there's nothing that I've lost

Nothing that I
Nothing that I've lost
Nothing that I
Nothing that I've lost
Nothing that I
Nothing that I've lost

Oh to trust like maple trees who yield their leaves in fall
I want to know what it feels like to give it all
Cause it's just illusion that I'm losing my control
When I've never had it so there's nothing that I've lost

Oh to trust like maple trees who yield their leaves in fall
I want to know what it feels like to give it all
Cause it's just illusion that I'm losing my control
When I've never had it so there's nothing that I've lost

When I've never had it so there's nothing that I've lost
I've never had it, there's nothing that i've lost