A little piece of me

[blackeyedshadow]

Green Spirit

The old beaten tree
That lies next to me
Mother earth wispers quietly
A vision unfolds, spinning leaf
Angels full of grief
The old beaten tree
Burned in front of me

Crying sad songs
Angles full of grief
Please dont weep for me
Please dont care for me
Meadows of sad songs
Echoes of enchanted birds
Such colorful words

Bleeding green virtue
Like choking blue
Crawling forward he said
Dying spirits lie low
Again he said slow
The old beaten tree
burned in front of me