Old Tree

you're an old tree
begging for sign i'm sorry
i couldn't be stronger when you needed me
i need you now

these tired hands
live in a garden of a thousand
purple flowers at a funeral
and my serpent's gone

sleep til the sun came up
then melted us
awake

why does the feeling
that everybody's leaving haunt
me to my bones

i'm tired of believing
that everything has meaning, i
would rather run away

our old times
embrace a bottle with a weary mind
it's hard to remember you in bed or like
am i going blind

these "i know's" are suitingly kept
in the "don't knows"
if i could get out of this
falling down rainstorm
and my??

please
return the medicine
that make broken things
forget

why does the feeling
that everybody's leaving haunt
me to my bones

i'm tired of believing
that everything has meaning, i
would rather run away

i felt the wind that pass me by
as you took off to flight
with brilliant speed

i sleep to hear the lullaby
oh, sing me back to life
break all my dreams

i fear the wind will pass me by
as you took off to flight
with brilliant speed

i sleep to hear the lullaby
oh, sing me back to life
break all my dreams