in this gray and lonely solstice
i wonder why i sit and do nothing
but look at all the leaves in their stillness
waiting for what, i don't know
i wonder why i sit and do nothing
but look at all the leaves in their stillness
waiting for what, i don't know
you seem to find your peace with the trees
you look at a branch and its life is within you
i love just how the lights close your fingers
as they collect stellar dust
when i was a little younger
i loved to see how the wind would rustle
the leaves i'd go and follow
where they went i would know where i was
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