Now your makeup’s blurred
And there’s glitter in your hair
Now the moon has gone

In the black forest
In your never ending eyes
Darker than the night
The catkins unfurl
Like sheep’s tails swing in the breeze
And birds will come back
Buried by branches
Blinded by brighter birch bones
Between broken briar
As the first signs spring
They break the cold winter earth
Dreams break hearts in two
Dawn divides darkness
Am I the lies underneath
Or the breaking sky?
Once I was alive
Now we live in photographs
Vicariously
Filter through green leaves
Searching strains of melody
Drift into old trees