Autumn tree

• We met under the autumn tree
• Where you and me would lay
• To watch the things that rot and see
• them slowly rot away.
• The tree had roots but we were free,
• we took a break that day.
• And we embraced our state of being
• rot beyond decay.
• The leaves kept falling endlessly,
• at least, that 's what they say.
• They prisoned you, they sheltered me.
• Then it was time to pay the play.
• We met under the autumn tree,
• but I remember. And let be.