The trees grew tall by our summer stream;
The sky was blue, and the leaves were green.
The sun was warm on our hands and face.
You dreamed of earth, and I dreamed of space.
Bitter green my home,
My spirit is yearning,
But there's no returning,
So I dream of bitter green.
Stars like jewels drew me far from home,
But the price I paid was to be alone.
Many worlds I found that had trees and streams,
But none of them ever matched my dreams.
Bitter green my home,
My spirit is yearning,
But there's no returning,
So I dream of bitter green.
One last landing I've made today;
Fate has finally ended my traveling ways.
The sun grows pale in an ashen sky.
The time has come when I, too, must die.
Bitter green my home,
My spirit is yearning,
But there's no returning,
So I dream of bitter green.