I walk in the woods with the wind
As the sun sets and I am left on my own
I talk to the tress all night and they whisper back
Making me realise, I'm still breathing and I am not alone

As I step towards the city in the morning fog
The rays of the sun fall on the tress, the leaves shine brighter than ever
They light up my soul with hope, that had once gone rotten
As breathe in the fresh air and release all the stress.