My Darling Friend

A strange and orange glow
 The trees are on the march
 The wind refuses to blow
 The flowers are corrupt
 From start to finish
 Is this the end
 Turn black in fall
 Those caught out in the street
 They all turn to salt
 That's what becomes of me
 from start to finish
 Is this the end
 Have another one
 My darling friend
 Clouds are holding rain
 Rivers are in reverse
 The trees cry out in pain
 Soon it turns to dust
 From start to finish
 Is this the end
 Have another one
 My darling friend
 Bleeding red in spring
 Those hidden in their homes
 They all kneel and prey
 There nothing left to come
 From start to finish
 Is this the end
 Have another one
 My darling friend
 My darling friend
 My darling friend