Still

A few leaves are still there in the tree.
Let them be, let them be.
Let them dance, let them sway
Let them dazzle every way
Let them take all the light
Let them shine nice and bright
Let them do whatever they feel free.

A few birds are still there in the sky.
Let them fly, let them fly.
Let them chirp, let them vault
Let them live with deed and fault
Let them find their own nests
Let them try to do their bests
Let them rise up above and high.

A few hopes are still there in the mind.
Let us find, let us find.
Let us wake up, let us see
Brave and truthful we can be
We can become more human
In our shortest life-span
Let us put our lies in the grind.