Harvest

Storms roll through
The orange groves
And in vineyards
We once played

Lines come clearer
From ear to ear
When once loved
Now betrayed

A fickle heart
Was the only part
Of her
I could not see

It once a dream
That fell apart
A dream
Not meant to be

Look to the sky
Into your heart
Before
The harvest comes

For care they not
What you forgot
Only that
Your heart it numbs