5/6/17

Withers Away


Withers away, the garden.
Shine on that cool wind.
Natures of good intentions.
The ones of true friends.

All the time, wasted.
Considering the next move.
Take your steps quickly.
My darlings, just choose.

Tomorrow, its worries.
Like an out of time beat.
Like a wandering fool.
All somber and bleak.

The souls, the faces.
Come into the bright lights.
Show off your beauty.
Gonna all be alright.

AmF
GC
AmF
CG