Falling Tree

We held it together in the start
Watered it and fed it
It was feeding off the spark
We truly believed it in our hearts
But the roots were way too shallow
Now it's crumbling apart

Scratching at the thinning bark
The letters etched within a heart
Wounds can heal but they leave scars
We planted seeds of pain

Loose-leaf poems stained in blood
Are sapping strength away from us
The cold is rising, the living fall
We see right through the game

We never heed the warnings when they loom
Placing all our faith in flowers that will never bloom
We've never been prepared for winter's tomb
We trim too many branches and ignore the toxic fumes

Red and orange, black and blue
Weathered, battered, tattered too
The weeping willow withers soon
Underneath the moon

Sticks and stones and forest floors
Dirtied memories we adored
Another dream, another war
What was it we fell for



Credits
Writer(s): Gustave Coulombe
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