I have little hope today

One of those days, I guess

I have a little rope though

I may tie myself to a tree

And be bound to something purer than myself

Maybe feel it's life, or know it's memory

It could hold me, or keep me cool

It may only stand there and sway

These days are somehow foreign

Like I've never known them before

I guess they have changed over the years

Or I have

I'd like a little hope today...