Sitting by myself
A dead rose and a love letter never sent

A train of absence
Without rails to reach the

Running tree
Dancing with the wind
On the sea, of shadows you left behind

Seasons of grief
Excuses to believe
There's a reason to go blind

What is there to say?
I know you'll find your own way
As I'll find mine

Running tree
Dancing with the wind
On the sea, of shadows you left behind

No need to send your army now
Your rookie soldier is enough
I'm easy to beat, when punched with coldness
I know you don't care
If it hurts my self esteem
Am I blessed to see it?

Running tree
Dancing with the wind