Cankered Twine

[Verse 1]
The braided cord, a fragile, knotted thing,
Its bright dye bleeding, a silent, bitter sting.
Dust-motes danced in light, a final, weary haze,
As summer's tendrils withered in the sun's last gaze.

[Chorus]
We swore by roots unseen,
A fragile, fading green.
We swore by roots unseen,
A future, thin and keen.

[Verse 2]
Sandstone dusk absorbed our hurried, whispered plea,
Another promise, a wild, persistent weed.
Our glances, brief as pollen on the breeze,
Carried unspoken truths among the ancient trees.

[Chorus]
We swore by roots unseen,
A fragile, fading green.
We swore by roots unseen,
A future, thin and keen.

[Bridge]
But some roots only cling to hollow stone,
A ghost limb aches for what it's never known.
This tangled skein, a binding, cold and tight,
Will cleave and fray beneath the coming night.

[Outro]
The garden sleeps, its tendrils start to rot,
A memory, un-cared for, soon forgot.