While she was somewhere being free
of unremembered skies and snows
of petals from some magic rose
no regrets coyote!
my tears are like the quiet drift
she was somewhere being free
while the sun is ascending
for eternity
of petals from some magic rose
she only means to please them
all my grief flows from the rift
while she was somewhere being free
in the middle of nowhere
there's no comprehending
of petals from some magic rose
so tremulously like a dream
it would crumble
while she was somewhere being
free of petals from some magic rose
