When I awaken in this darkened room
Lonely, it is your name I want to call
Until it is with great sadness I recall
You have all but left me in this tomb
It is spring yet flowers no longer bloom
I would rather be enchanted by the fall
Familiar leaves die at nature's call
Yet I would still feel full of gloom
Nature, how you share your loss with mine
Starving for the freshness outdoors can bring
Instead, I am trapped in this prison of life
My loneliness is much like thine
Wanting to hear the sparrows sing
Pretending there is no such thing as strife
Lonely, it is your name I want to call
Until it is with great sadness I recall
You have all but left me in this tomb
It is spring yet flowers no longer bloom
I would rather be enchanted by the fall
Familiar leaves die at nature's call
Yet I would still feel full of gloom
Nature, how you share your loss with mine
Starving for the freshness outdoors can bring
Instead, I am trapped in this prison of life
My loneliness is much like thine
Wanting to hear the sparrows sing
Pretending there is no such thing as strife
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