The World Bleeds Grey

Does garish winter make you wish for snow?
Does it slowly effervesce with sweet decay?
Do you know a forest where neat fungi grow,
As the world bleeds grey?
Are there people on my left or on my right,
When you're not here?

Do you know an angel who can keep me sane?
Whose sadness will eclipse a bright sunray?
Does this madness bring the most resentful rain,
As the world bleeds grey?
Who will set the candles in my head alight,
When you're not here?