I cried for the leaves that lost their greens
I cried as the cold hand of winter touched them
I cried as red masked out their colors
I cried as they fell into the barren earth
I mourned when they took away my heart
As the lonely earth took them in
Maybe for rebirth? Maybe forever?
May it be tomorrow?
Or for another year?
Maybe never... They may never will.

I may forever be a lonely crow
flying alone, winter long
Screaming curses to the selfish sky
Spitting blames into the lonely earth
Unto the void I forever will fly until these
tired wings of mine break
and send me down to the lonely earth,
with you..

And maybe hope for rebirth?
Maybe forever?
May it be tomorrow?
Or for another year?
Maybe never... Yes, we may never will.