Under The Oak Tree

We went on a ride

I could pretend I didn’t know where

But it was to that new diner

And I left you there, under the Oak Tree

 

We all got in the car

We all wore our seatbelts

Dad was driving and mom was singing

And I left you there, under the Oak Tree

 

The road was empty

And we were arguing about something

I pretended to forget about it

And I left you there, under the Oak Tree

 

The sun was shining

And we were struggling

Mom began to yell

And I left you there, under the Oak Tree

 

I remember there was a deer

And I remember the car swerving

I don’t remember the impact

And I left you there, under the Oak Tree

 

I heard mom’s scream before

The lucky deer got away

Dad was silent after

And I left you there, under the Oak Tree

 

We hit an Oak Tree

It was hundreds of years old

You were only nine

And I left you there, under the Oak Tree

 

I remember the Oak Tree

You took off your seatbelt to fight me

You didn’t get to put it back on

And I left you there, under the Oak Tree

 

I held your cold hand

For about twenty minutes

Until the police came

And I left you there, under the Oak Tree

 

The crying after was horrible

The silence in the house was worse

The car was irreparable

And I left you there, under the Oak Tree

 

I sometimes go back to that Oak Tree

And sit by it ever so gently

And the wind warmly holds my hand

I’m so sorry I left you there under the Oak Tree