Although alone, nature surrounds
Autumn leaves fall without sound
Concealing new layer of ground
Like those that cover sorrows drowned
Can't think of any other way
So this is how I will explain
Surrounded in a grey haze
Dying branches scratch at my face
Appendages spread like disease
Shadows shroud over memeries
Will I find how things use to be
Underneath this decayed tree
Our futures failed to intertwine
But you wanted a part in mine
Something simple becomes divine
Looking to turn apples to wine

Created: January 1, 2001r.
Last Updated: March 25, 2001r.