Dull breeze, snaking through
Crumbling valley, it stops
Eroding all nests
Fingers reaching up
To ash, everything becomes
A bed for the new
The buried red leaf
Within its green brethrens
A stark dour forecast
Dull breeze, snaking through
Crumbling valley, it stops
Eroding all nests
Fingers reaching up
To ash, everything becomes
A bed for the new
The buried red leaf
Within its green brethrens
A stark dour forecast