Death Is Forever

Sitting around this longing oak Amidst the scent of grass and tire smoke A scar in the bark from a time before When silence was less and we were more Reminders of sickness in memories past I can see pictures that never last Of all the good times that I never could see All of my time spent around this tree Half-awake minds and hearts asleep Some haven't taken time to even weep Stumbling undead, you're fucked up again All of this won't end, will only begin See all the same things I've seen all these years Broken down people collaring tears Living the same day all over again Hoping for nothing that never has been