Circle

Brothers laying summers away together
Sweetness of youth is forever
But the rain, she'll still come back
Drowning the flowers like the winter's a warning
spring is an illusion, we're thawing out and jumping back into the pond
We're treating lilies like they'll never last,
and simply because it's a goddamned fact,
They'll never ever keep their composition in a freezing world
and their bodies will fall right back to the ground
and become enriching sustenance for the ones that have claimed their former spots.