adapted missing her

happy screams in fields of green
their joy, their calm and luxury
are lost within the wanderings of my mind

like rings of waves in a pool of water
a copy of the mother's daughter
i'm drowning in my nostalgia

let's cut the branches from the trees
shaped by tears and memories
to exorcise that ghost inside of me

thoughts fill with darkened shadows
slow movements of shiny caddows
the music of songs long forgotten

plays a tune for time on end
invariably hard to apprehend
once there, now its all gone

i'll be loving you forever and ever
i'll be part of you in your endeavor
come into my mind so I can see