The broken tree and the broken girl
Broken tree with broken branches
Creature lurk and take advantage
Tree that blooms with pure white flowers
Are violated and destroyed by a great dark power
Tree that fights for survival
Awaits for a holy arrival
But after awhile, the tree bark deteriorates
And nothing can be saved because it’s all too late
The broken tree with its dead scattered leaves
And what's left are the memories of the thieves
The thieves that take the broken tree’s innocence
So the broken tree loses every significance
I touch the broken tree and tears roll down my cheek
I know that there can be no help that we can seek
We are broken and our pieces are scattered
And it seems that we never really mattered
They took away the beautiful white flowers that was ours
That seemed to take an eternity but for them it was small hours
I grasped my hands around this broken tree
And wonder how it would be
To be free and unbroken
And to wish that we could have spoken
Come fix us, please
And bring back that safe fresh breeze
We are...
The broken tree with broken branches
And the broken girl with the bad circumstances