when there is a sign that doesn’t mean what it says we should ignore it
no matter how deep the roots run, they’re only there to support the tree
we can feel lonely in the winter night; even if others are there
not every path will still exist tomorrow travel while you can
the frosted window obscures my view except for where the light breaks though
it’s easy to see in the events of today the doomsdays of old
by the time we see the damage, it can’t be fixed it must be removed
as the water dries the surface where it once sat is forever changed
some lights help us see others decorate; we need to tell them apart
when a branch is cut history and the future are forever changed
uptown jack 