Seasons Estranged v. 3


Dimly lit the sickness
With some starry nights of dust
Dampened soil from rain filled tears
As the air fills up our lungs

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

What else can we do?
What else can we do?

How long can you hold on now?
In the shade beneath the trees
Well I know that it still brings you down
Until you fall onto your knees

It can't be easy
It can't be easy anymore
Do you know what you're feeling? Do you know what's still real?
And do you know what you're searching for?
Do you know what you're searching for?

Transitioned in the grassy knolls
From our seasons made estranged
The world weeps more than you'd ever know
And the rest can't be explained
The rest can't be explained

So what else can we do?
What else can we do?

What else can we do?
I'll leave it up to you

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