Can I weep a little?
For my heart is not at ease now
Maybe because I'm lost
In one of the trails of autumn
with five sips of water
and three bites of food
walking barefoot on frost
dark trees and winds are singing ugly
ain't helping me rest
But I have the wonders
of stars in the worst
Oh, dear tiny fellas!
Let me hold the dew in my eyes
till the darkness will last
As I know, it'll sparkle
on the other side of the mist
it'll sparkle the pride of my soul
The envelope within my heart
holding my promises for so long
I'll open it
I'll let the held dew flow
I'll let the carved verses fly
As it served its best
to take me to destined
But all that mattered the most
were the trails I walked
Maybe then I'll weep a little!