Catching Friends

Did you see
right behind that tree?
I'm sure the sun just fell.
Do you know what I'm talking about?
Do you know?

Sweetest carpenter,
The forest calls, beckons you
crooked fingers couldn't keep you there.
Can't you hear the warning bells?
Can't you hear?

Dear clouds, we don't need you.
Hey sun, keep on shining.
Please don't let the downpour reach us now.
Middle mountains, point us home.

Did you recognize
that man holding that umbrella?
I'm sure he's heard of falling bombs.
Do you see it falling over there?
Do you see?

Saddest newsprint,
it's a dying art, running off the paper,
turn the page, find it blank with bad news.
Can you feel the days running off?
Can you feel?

My love, you know,
I think you know,
that dirt roads show your foot prints
and make them easy to follow.
They make them easy to follow.

Dear clouds, we don't need you.
Hey sun, keep on shining.
Please don't let the downpour reach us now.
Middle mountains, point us home.

Hey, maple trees swaying sugar,
and sugar persuading humble sons.
Hey maple trees crying sweets,
and sweets dying in early rise.