You reach out. You scream. You run. You chase. But neither time nor fate are yours to control. They are free birds! And as fleetingly as the moment comes... it passes away..
And what is left is you. Barren. Empty. Incomplete... and yet... Hopeful!
It was a dream,
there's no other way to describe it
It was Damnation
He couldn't get out of it.
Those deep, dark eyes
that perfect, radiant smile
That knot in his breath
Like he had run a mile!
A voice that was music
The words that were a song
the night that was short
the days that're now long
The wide, gaping hole left
In a heart that cannot heal
The storm which arose
in a soul that cannot feel
A yearning that tears him apart
Every memory leaving him awake
The pain that was to part
Paths that he didn't take
A life, now meaningless
A hole, that sees no bottom
A soul, that must confess
Like leaves fall in autumn
A heart, that cries out loud
searching for a beat
A boat, which sails out
No thoughts of retreat
Yet, a Hope that it'll come
to pass in such a way,
For love, that'll bridge
Canyons that do not sway...
