To the woods

You were golden, filled with power
Steps you took they settled fire
You were leaving, losing something
Taking in your downward spiral

I would watch you in the moonlight
Softly stepping towards the midnight
Through the wet dress to the woods
Far behind you where I stood

House of cards stacked with care is fallin'
Time, the thief of all that's good, has gone

There you saw me barely breathing
Hear you say: I'm finally leaving
You were golden, filled with power
Walking toward your final hour