how i found myself walking through the
forest of leaning trees is beyond me
but i like the landscape, the view
my eyeballs soaked it all up to
fill the void of missing you
how i found myself walking through the
forest of leaning trees is beyond me
but i like the landscape, the view
my eyeballs soaked it all up to
fill the void of missing you
the beach was littered with red that night
near the end of September
the sun was mourning the end of its reign
the fact that he’s so blazing here year-round
was little consolation
he gave himself a pity party
I just remained and enjoyed the constellations