the summer sank beneath the orange sky the horizon could not lie with arms outstretched in desperate pleading with the falling sands of time i still recall the way the leaves changed color that year my heart bled yellow with fear of dying alone
my cherry blossom darling will never grow again we held each other tightly until the bitter end
i stood between the thorns that tore my clothes with the sun a weary ghost the light it shed upon my tired face was cancerous at most my arms have lost their needles im no longer evergreen im slipping from this world and only living in dreams
my cherry blossom darling will never grow again we held each other tightly until the bitter end
i wish that something would grow inside my bitter heart but new england in winter is so cold i wish that something would grow inside my bitter heart but i've gotta learn to be alone credits from DWR226: I'll Get Over It I Gue