My time here is fleeting
Your time here is fleeting
Life my friend is a fleeting thing
Standing on The soft blade of grass under my feet
I realize that I’m meak
The tree around me towers over me
For years they’ve lived happy as can be
Sure some have fallen down
But most are firmly planted in the ground
Now new animals have made their homes
In your warm hollow trunks
But one day they’ll be gone
And hopefully those holes won’t be filled with junk
It’s so beautiful out here
I hate to think it might all disappear
So for now ill just enjoy it
And stay here and sit
For a long time will I sit