The creak of the branches
The groan of the wind
Should close your eyes
Lest some poor soul close them for you

This ship searching for shore
Has sunk to the bottom
A dandelion amongst the bramble
Beautiful, yet fragile

“Your blue face in the trees
Let me speak to you within a dream
You remain a part of me
But for that I forgive you”

And with tears glistening in his eyes
He disappeared into the night
A new dawn and its scalding light
Illuminates the fragility of life
Every time I pass those trees
I hear footsteps behind me

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