Branch

I am walking in the park, in autumn
In evening, and I see
Nothing
For a second, I love it, again

You know, I don't know, and
It's hard to know
But you know
And I know

I could talk to one of these trees
They wouldn't talk back;
These don't talk back
You used to talk back to me

And I know out there somewhere there's a
Branch connected to you
But it's not me;
It's not me

This is around the time of year
Everyone is shifting;

So take control
Talk in words
It's so strange;
You took my
Branch

Don't give in
When the hell of this house is leaving you alone

Don't give in
When the hell of your house is leaving you alone

Don't give in
To the demands of your other collection