FLOWERS AT THE END

My feet, they are betraying me
I've fallen where I stand
Of my words, I've no command
I have no expectations
Only hopes and dreams I follow

The days are drawing to an end
And of this time, I dream
I have seen the rising sea
And the fires that will be
The end of everything

All the falling empires
Are crumbling into sand
There's no statues left to stand
What reaches for the sun now
Are only flowers

I'll sleep under the apple trees
And finally get some rest
I will come to find myself
And like a bird in spring
I'll find tomorrow

I'm ready to go under now
To dive under the waves
To cast myself away
Where the water goes
I'll let it take me

I'm ready to go underground
And start out as a seed
Life is like a dream
What feels most like the end
Is the beginning.