Peach Tree

I look out my window to feel the open air- breathing dare when everything just falls apart. Open eyes, burning lies, hearing sounds you've never heard- singing birds, harmless words; sitting on the roof and staring at the skies, closing eyes. Planning out the Peach Tree's mind, sitting hind, what I find- what I find, Jigsaw puzzles everywhere, everywhere. Scattered all around the floor, through the core, in the sore; no one seems to be the same, float away, float away. Staring at the ceiling in my bed, in my bed and all the memories float around my head, float away from me.
Believe in me for what I see and now I say from my first belief, don't you just see, I am the Peach Tree- and down my time, i've never seen me with you.
Remember all the times we shared and not so scared. Anywhere and anytime, walking up and down the line, read the sign. Whispering the words of say, feeling day- washed away, washed away. Anyone can see your smile just for a while. In your smile, write down the Interval Melody and now I see that if I wanted you, I couldn't really hear you right. See the sight, flee the fight, everybody's memories, things we see, who we be and where we go, what we know and when we feel, everything gets healed inside our memories- listening, glistening for anything from me.