Seasons Estranged v. 2


Dimly lit the sickness
With starry nights of dusk
Dampened air from rain filled tears
In the plans that they discussed

With all the trees still blooming
Under faded violet hues
There's a chill that prospers in the wind
While on the grass, we lay confused

Shallow breaths now side by side
Made to hear both hand in hand
As old men whisper, one once cried
The world weeps more than you understand

Weary made the sunlight
For our heated pavement floors
Humid air fills greener skies
In some twisted thunderstorms

Off rocks into the river
Blue reflections rippled clear
Buildings left in abstract forms
As we watch this fractured mirror

Shallow breaths now side by side
Made to hear both hand in hand
As old men whisper, one once cried
The world weeps more than you understand
The world weeps more than you understand

Transitioned in the grassy knolls
From our seasons made estranged
Weeping willows, the silent spoke
While the rest can't be retained
The rest can't be retained

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