Sit out under the trees in front of the house
The bench I sit feel the cold night breeze
The moonlight reflects casting light making shadows
Spiders drop from the tree branches
See the moon through the tree branches
Open patches through the leafs
Think about life reflect moments and store
The quiet tension sets the mood the smell of moist in the air
Feel the mood of the moon the quiet night
Fresh until you feel the bugs bite
Relax feel you could sleep in peace for the rest of the night
Thankful for the tree accepts me and let's me be