indie-gunflower

When I hear the trees scream it's hard not to be reminded of you Because you were always there to tell me that they would shout truth one day Somehow, time after time I denied it And now all I can hear is real life and honest truth Seeping up from their roots that grow so deep into the ground Out from below it rises up and up until it reaches my friction ears It hits home and reminds me of your kind soul that put truth so plain and simple So this is why I tell you I am reminded Because I know that you are still out there I wanted to say that the trees are shouting truth again And I accept it now Though I can't bear to tell you how