The Depressed 1

Dying Tree

If you perchance go looking for me

 

You will find me under a dying tree

 

You will find me hanging around

 

About six feet above the ground

 

 

No one will miss me that I know

 

Nor understand why I had to go

 

Had a love I thought was true

 

She left me for someone I knew

 

 

The water that now does fall

 

Has no salt in it, no none at all

 

My heart from my chest was tore

 

Now I can feel pain no more

 

 

If you decide to cut me down

 

Bury me six feet underground

 

Where no one will ever find me

 

Buried beneath a dying tree