Willow

Across a field of golden
There lies a lonely tree
It's bark is torn and broken
Upon it lays dead leaves

Under this willow I sit
And gaze upon the skies
My heart is torn and broken
Drowned in the tears I cry

Across these fields of golden
We silently stay and wait
Falling back into the earth
Roots down to hells gate

Under this willow I lie
Lost in pain and time
Under this willow I cry
Until the day I die