The WIllow Tree

Time falls down under the willow tree
Taking the best of me all the way down
All is lost under the sun, you see.
Taking the memory all the way down.

And I know it’s hard not to leave
And I know it’s hard not to cry
And I know it’s hard not to say goodbye
When the good ones lie all the way down

Tears my eyes can’t seem to file away, same as yesterday
And they’re no where to be found
Separate lives under the same last name
Watching the shadows fade all the way down