Read between the lines
while tangled in vines
after taking whats mine
You know,
I'm very appreciative
to let you live
And so
you cannot complain
in your bane
Anyone else
would let it rain

There is not an umbra
To soften
Within your tundra
Not often
A conundrum
to all of us
You've made a mess
You've made
your last caress

I cannot stress
All of our curtains
blinding us back
From what is certain
I cannot stress
All of our worries
holding us back
Into our hurries
From lost sunsets
And mountains
melting into sand
Where the hidden
sprites do land
It all goes
so hand in hand

Forests turned to stone
we're in such woe
No more skills to hone
And no more flow
But if that's the end
Was the beginning of worth?
We can't afford to spend
away our fragile earth
It's coming time
for our fragile rebirth