Just Wondering Why?

And there I was, just wandering by

And now I'm here and just wondering why?

Why am I hanging from a hanging tree?

For in a sepia haze I can see that it's me

Hanging there; hanging from a hanging tree

Strung up from a branch that's been stripped bare by November

My neck in the noose of a rope, how I got there, I cannot remember

I was there, but now I'm here, in a different place

Gazing up at the bloated facade of once upon a face

But it's so quiet here and there's no one mourning

And the silence is deafening and a fog is forming

Did I lose an unwinnable war and in the darkest hour succumbed to 'surrender'?

I really don't know, I can't find that memory, I can no longer remember

I've been gone for a while and that's obvious to see

But in the gathering murk I can see that it's me

Hanging there; hanging from a hanging tree

And now I'm here with my wandering eye

And I'm not feeling, I'm just wondering why?