i am the tree with the ground you walk
i’m every step of life you acquire
i look back and i think i might-
i do, i do
i love you more than ice and fire and all the elements we require
i’ve fought for you, died for you, just to be belittled by you
your presence fills the air
you’re everywhere even when i’m not there
kiss your hair, imagining you standing so imminent
i’m afraid i’ll awake and end it
but the dreams are evil and we’re back to medieval
times are low, everything’s broke
the tree’s on fire and i’m a sudden joke
it burns, the steps take notice
i look beyond, the lotus’ are on fire
life suddenly conspires, the choir sings
the bees are on fire and i’m lost without desire
the garden’s burning and my bourbon’s yearning
everything’s turning, everything’s burning
i’m lost, i’m living in exhaust
i’m gone, i’m gone-
i’m really gone
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