Teardrops on the fire
in a rush of onward storms
Blackened flowers blossoming
in a graveyard filled with stones
And there's no one here to hold me
or pull me from the pit
And take these blackened tears
that stain my cheeks so dark
Water fills my eyes
and masks the world from view
And no one really sees this
tumbling on down
On and on and on
Lead me far away from this place
I've sat an hour too long
While the trees decay around me
And flowers bloom and frost
Leave me here to rot and age
With nature warped to black
Or hold a hand behind you
To catch but not turn back
