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)