(t/r)e(e/s/)

the trees are afraid
they saw to much
in such a beautiful city
where i'm not sleeping in

the trees are afraid
they are all burning

this fire of yours
split my head
my madness is enough
the sun is so shinning 
i don't wanna get burn
it's alright
my head is in the clouds 

i should shut up
in my head made it so much sense
but in my mouth
words fall
just like leaves left on autumn
and the trees become afraid
again