In My Forest / Trees Of Concrete

Song written by Elchgetuem in 11/16

Riding a horse with no feet

Passing under trees of concrete

Listening to the rustling of their brick leaves

Hoping for them not to fall

In my forest the leaves they never turn red

(But) in time their greyish hue will turn black

In my forest the leaves they never turn red

(But) in time their greyish hue will turn black

Bathing in the iron stream

Tumbling towards a foolish dream

Flashlights cascading on the river banks

Sunlight tells of nearing fall