The Willow

If you ever find yourself walking along a gnarled path

A path of cypress and sickly grass

A path that whines and cries and shouts

A path that fills yourself with doubt

Remember the willow

Even if there are no leaves in sight

Remember the willow

When you are lost in fright

Remember the willow

Through rain and hail, through pain and fails

Through lightning trails and great betrayals

Through endless darkness and speeding rails

Remember the willow

Keep it in your heart and in your mind

Keep it in your hearth and maybe you'll find

The willow your searching for

Isn't in front but behind