Ambling through woodlands out alone as frozen memories waft around, and merge within a mist of tears, and pass as grey in skies rain down Washing your pictures off his lids, the naked trees raise his dismay Crying your face out of his eyes, dead leaves of fall wither away A cold embrace-befrosted dew, forgiveness-driven storm now lies Glowing dusk in drowning waters, drifting silently he dies