The last leaf falls from the tree
Life the last raindrop of a summer's storm
Gracefully floating down, down, down
Lightly grazing the ground
Playfully fluttering about
Twisting, turning in the wind
The great maple watches
Its skeleton laid bare for all the world to see
Scratched, hollowed, and broken
Names of lovers past engraved
Laid bare for all the world to see
Cold, hardened soulds once joyful
The great maple watches
Day by day glee turns misery
Twisting, turning in the wind
Flee from such great misfortune
Playfully fluttering about
Tomorrow the hatchet falls
Lightly grazing the ground
The very first branch collapses
Gracefully floating down, down, down
Years of memory quickly dishearten
Like the last raindrop of a summer's storm
The last great maple falls from the sky