• In the center of the graveyard,
    There stands a lonely tree...

    Or is it?

    With friends all around,
    They call out to each other.
    Blessed with the ability
    To stay together for eternity

    Though the tree must die someday,
    Its spirit will live on with them, joining them

    The moon is one of them
    It visits every night

    All together...

    A lively place.