Under the Pines

In the somber blue of the waning day
Dim light dispersed across the room
Dancing away with death in the corner
Falling petals of a dying bloom

Swaying and stepping at an even pace
Crossing the line, ending the race
Swaying and stepping out of time
Like deadbeat actors past their prime

I hear sounds I once idolized
Transmitted via satellite
I've said my goodbyes
Crossed arches built under the pines

I stand regretting all of my falsehoods
As I slowly fade out in the woods
Smoke dispersing through the tree line
Crosses arches built under the pines

I hear sounds I once idolized
Transmitted via satellite
I've said my goodbyes
Crossed arched built under the pines

Floated away through the heatwave
Trailing through uprooted ferns
Slipping away as a brick wall caves
Rising dust from forgotten urns

Releasing ourselves into sunbursts
Forgetting the lines we rehearsed
We're marking the trail lines in the woods
Crossing arches built under the pines

I hear sounds I once idolized
Transmitted via satellite
I've said my goodbyes
Crossed arches built under the pines

I hear sounds I once idolized
Transmitted via satellites
I've said my goodbyes
Crossed arches built under the pines