environs burning
a newly bright beginning
but are you two-faced?
will you sell my soul for yours?
beautiful, that face of yours

my girl as witness
to the only one i trust
how she knows my heart

i stand in ashes
created by betrayal
all the years back, us
how you’d turn that pretty face
and become the enemy

but leaves are falling
and i crunch my way back home
you’ll never hear it

half-circle of chairs
watching dog-walkers pass by
we munch our minions
share the glory of our days
glory be home to our days