Maple

Making my straight escape oh but I don't see Maple, I don't
Just fruitless skinny trees awaiting summertime
Oh what a tease, sunlight shining so bright then retreats with the heat, back to lonely nights
My figureless friend found some vessel, so nice to return to the feelings I'd set aside
I held you so close I felt the sting of your eyes, then with the sun you both leave me behind
I guess I'll head back to bed, not a sober thought swims through my head
So I think til' I'm sick and try to leave through my dreams, I gotta savor it
I say I'm done with this shit, but I'd crawling on my way if you let me back in
Well I say you can't change, this ain't some self-fulfilling prophecy, no it always ends up the same