Empty Trees: December 1st

New song. The trees are empty. My love is tired. It's strange here.

24 days to chimney company
Lonely I will be red and green
Family they can leave
Wandering around
Followed by smoke
And stifling chokes
Now that she sits alone
Don't get me wrong
I love company
See this comes and it goes
But 24 days to striking escape
Daysleep until then dear
For company will complain
By preemptive breathing
Distance goes wrong