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