As The Forest Weeps

(Music: Dokhov/Lyrics: C. Hensley)

As the forest weeps
I hear her sorrowful song
I see the tears drip from her leaves
As autumn is all but gone

I hear the winds eternal sigh
Echoing her dusk burned mournful cry
Whispering through her branches
As her leaves slowly wither and die

Sadness is her mantle
A cloak of endless doom
Listening to her quiet weeping
Her melancholia I consume

Forever gone, is her laughter
As she mourns what has past
Sorrow tainted, ageless wisdom
Her knowledge deep and vast

Listen closely to her story
Many secrets her heart does keep
But she is slowly dying
Laying down in timeless sleep

Blackened are her branches
Laid barren, empty, and cold
I listen to her sorrow
A reflection of my soul