[Words: John Brenner]



Yesterday I saw the flowers crying

Mourning for what used to be

And then I touched them with my mind

And saw they also cried for me



Today I saw the high sun frowning

Saddened by what I have become

No longer able to unfreeze my heart

Forever frozen until numb



Outside I found the air was dying

Stale and lifeless, short of breath

Poisoned by my thoughtless needs

To slowly lead us both to death

And all that is green has now been paled

The colors have faded, their brightness assailed

And, though I wish to make amends

The path of nature now only descends



The lonely creature of the woods are going

The way of the hopelessly forlorn

Until all that remains is myself, wretched man

Condemned to die before the morn