recurring

The grass is much greener so fresh and untouched You glance at the memory when yours was as such Considering landscapes around you are spent You run to the Summer of your discontent The grass becomes greener the longer you stare A blossom much brighter than all in your care They yearned for your nourishment; you gave despair And thus without petals they cannot compare The grass growing greener while your flowers thirst, One for each time you have dived in headfirst, For you they each promised a life more attained But why save those souls when there's more to be gained? The grass is much greener the further you fall While browning

The grass is much greener so fresh and untouched You glance at the memory when yours was as such Considering landscapes around you are spent You run to the Summer of your discontent The grass becomes greener the longer you stare A blossom much brighter than all in your care They yearned for your nourishment; you gave despair And thus without petals they cannot compare The grass growing greener while your flowers thirst, One for each time you have dived in headfirst, For you they each promised a life more attained But why save those souls when there's more to be gained? The grass is much greener the further you fall While browning