Cherry Tree

Down below this empty scene There's blood around the cherry tree Packed up all your broken things and drown em all in kerosene Eyes blank habitually we'll walk the halls of this empty street Take the same pills at the same time everyday like you're told Accidents and amethyst My moms favorite nativity Broken Jesus pieces on the floor leaving wine stains on the rug But I'm a sucker for casual conversations Over coffee and overcast weather where birds fly over head Whistling mourning songs for us to dance around and sing along But we forget the words and laugh it off and smile Underneath this cherry tree We certified our enemy's And cast them down to fire and ash But the rain didn't match your t shirt anyways