Shells

Barbarossa


There are trees
In cities
Losing leaves constantly
They make it look so easy
But, loss isn't natural to me
But, loss will come naturally
And floor you daily
Sometimes subtle and delicate and sometimes painfully

But, there are shells in the ocean
Silent in the blue
No help, no emotion
No idea or clue
About all of this
About me and you

There are trees
In cities
Losing leaves constantly
They make it look so easy
But, loss isn't natural to me
Loss will come naturally
And floor you daily
Sometimes subtle and delicate and sometimes painfully

But, there are shells in the ocean
Silent in the blue
No help, no emotion
No idea or clue
There are shells in the ocean
Silent in the blue
No help, no emotion
No idea or clue
About all of this
About me and you


Autor(es): James Edward Mathe