Reoccurrence

One day, you'll be woken by the moonlight

It'll be kissing your pale eyes

And from the back of a car

In the middle of a cold night

You'll feel my arms gripping you tight

If we were to reoccur

Where would we begin?

Cherry tree in the dirt

and I'm gone with the wind

Ram's horns, a ruminating sunrise

I'm wasting so much of my time

Wondering how you'll spend the little days in your life

Now they're no longer a part of mine

No longer a part of mine

If we were to reoccur

Would it be worth it in the end?

'Cause when you're rooted in the earth

New life can begin

New life

I'm gone, I'm gone, I'm gone