left behind
in a sunlit forest somewhere
the dappled rays through the trees
fall on the back of a butterfly
as it flutters in the breeze
and by a stream that twinkles by
icy cold in its shadows
just one lone trout floats through its glass
stares at the idly twirling swallows
and you are out there somewhere
in this big and lonely world
and i sail blindly onward
with all my flags unfurled
and you move on and leave me
i never cross your mind
and i am left with all the pain
of being left behind
and i will sit alone
and try to numb the sting
and in the quiet, dark sweet woods
I'll forget everything
