It's a season of rebirth
I can smell the earth
The cobalt sky is starting to flush
And I can feel the leaden hush
Petals from the trees
Swirl in eddies on the breeze
And grass of vibrant green
Stirs up ghosts of propylene
And the crimson berry stain on the ground
Sings of life and death
And the atmosphere crowds around
And closes tight around my chest
I stand here alone
And listen to the swelling drone
Of a thousand shadow clouds
Flickering behind their shrouds
The rumbling I feel in my heart
Warns of the impending start
Of the mad sky's fury show
And there is no place left to go
And the crimson berry stain on the ground
Sings of life and death
And the atmosphere crowds around
And closes tight around my chest
I can feel the sky coming down
