The trees have lost their green
the trees have lost their leaves
the wind blows cool again
I feel young again.
Leaves crackle beneath my feet
I march to my own secret beat
on this beaten path I feel alone
I am filled with a solitude not my own.
The sun begins to set
a burning beacon in the sky
a fireball extinguishing in the sky
warns me that the night is nigh.
I leave my secret forest path
solitude I no longer have
I return to the cold cruel steel
of a world that isn't real.
the trees have lost their leaves
the wind blows cool again
I feel young again.
Leaves crackle beneath my feet
I march to my own secret beat
on this beaten path I feel alone
I am filled with a solitude not my own.
The sun begins to set
a burning beacon in the sky
a fireball extinguishing in the sky
warns me that the night is nigh.
I leave my secret forest path
solitude I no longer have
I return to the cold cruel steel
of a world that isn't real.

