Your Tree

This was early in winter When your sunflowers died I can hardly remember Get inside I watched you from the window (I watched you from the window) Fingers pressed to the roof (Fingers pressed to the roof) Soil as black as a widow (Soil as black as a) Nothing grew, nothing grew I fell into the water (Fell in water) And the dirt stung my eyes (And the dirt stung) And I raised them in wonder (And I raised them) Fireflies, nothing dies Buried under earth All our living worth How I long to be Blooming from your tree (Hmmm, nothing dies) (Hmmm, nothing dies) (Hmmm, nothing dies) (Hmmm, nothing dies)