A burning candle gentle flame
Swaying within the air...

Often daunting when you lie and try to go to sleep
Thoughts hidden in your mind, now will tend to...

There's this girl that I like
That I know from school...

She sits down in the corner
As silent as a breeze...

I can't believe I slept in
My alarm I forgot to set...

Life is more than reminders
With which we made a note...

All fond memories of you I still find
Because I simply cannot let them go...

A spear might be long
But it only is useful...

I lock all the doors and the windows I latch
You might be cunning but your prowess I match...

As trees keep falling
The sound they make would be us...

Climbing the same tree
Has lost its appeal when milled...

I walk a lonely path
That once was shared with you...