Endless days turn into night Film rolls, desperate dreams The confusion of images blurred Assorted dealings, of a clouded mind Empty nostalgia, from a life passed Cold embers, envious of a glow Faded memories, turn to ash And who I am, I no longer know
Starlight nightfall, winter’s breath Severed limbs, to shade to reeds Writhing leaves of autumn’s fading Tumbling to the ground First frost, frozen mist Morning dew, clinging to the glade A dawning glimmer through the wood And the longing never fades
