'Honey don't go there'
But the boy tipped along.
Muffling a whisper
'I'll show her, she's wrong.'
...
A tree stands in the middle of a wilderness
Alone, its roots are deep
Shaking in the deep cold
Crackling as the winds blow.
...
There is a girl.
She has no name.
Whose song is sweet.
She has no blame.
...
As she strolls by,
The sunflowers lift
To look in her eyes
...
He sat at her side.
And tugged at her skirt.
The waves in her ruffles
He swam in his hurt.
...
At my feet she lays
Curled as she breathes heavily.
She is just a big
...