Caffinated-Pinecone

You came into this wooded grove a week or so ago To leave your name upon my trees with three best friends in tow With blades and burns you wrote your names upon our quaking bark And laughed and left your trash along with all the vicious scars But when you leave these woods you’ll find that you are quite alone No footsteps of your friends behind you upon the long road home You’ll wonder what became of them and come back ‘round the bend And find three trees where they once stood remember, they’re your friends

You came into this wooded grove a week or so ago To leave your name upon my trees with three best friends in tow With blades and burns you wrote your names upon our quaking bark And laughed and left your trash along with all the vicious scars But when you leave these woods you’ll find that you are quite alone No footsteps of your friends behind you upon the long road home You’ll wonder what became of them and come back ‘round the bend And find three trees where they once stood remember, they’re your friends