The Meadow

The snow doesn't settle in the ground

And you keep bringing me down

But i'll still stick around

Im tied, im stuck, and im bound

The rain won't gather in a puddle

you and your friends called me trouble

i would dwell in the unknown

hear you whine, complain and moan

The flowers won't sleep right tonight

they can hear us having a fight

if we're lucky, we'll get a day right

But our fire's not looking too bright

There's a place that i'd go everyday

just to think about the ways

and i'd look fate straight in the face

i'd say hey, i think you came here too late

Sometimes i like watching you cry

Least i know you're a human being inside

Sometimes cats and dogs reconcile

once in awhile you even smile