Days of autumn
Passed us by again
How brave of you to stay
A frail intuition
A slip of innocence
Sowed hope in wastelands
That clear horizon
Soon would turn to grey
And thrive in misery
Now there's blood, rain
Streaming down my face
Tomorrow will all be gone
I reached out for water, not knowing what I'd find
One lifeless dream
Spiraling down the pit
Until our eyes meet
Across the open sea
My heart thereafter
Will cherish the belief
Blinded by my hope
To cope with the pain
Tides uprooting
Sacred trees of youth
That sail into the dead of night
Bring the vague impression
Of coming full circle
At the whirlwind's eye
To neglect the warning of centuries gone by
As I awake from years of sleep
Disrupted by an unprecedented call
In the vast blackness we reap
The storm of our grand ascension
The plight of a brother secluded in silences
Could only amount to this much
That book you gave me had pages ripped and so it
stays half opened like my heart's been... not today