Scything through prying voices and the lying wails of your song You lust for the wonder of yesteryear Where misgivings died and our destiny was clear
Your gaze gleams and whispers The awe of the unseen You marvel at the changing seasons Your memories stare at what could have been
Caressing your desolate shadow I yearn for the days now forlorn Our hopes lay ruptured and the epilogue of our tale is thorn
Your gaze gleams and whispers The awe of the unseen You marvel at the changing seasons Your memories stare at what could have been
When lifeless crimson petals fall The winter's reign remains forebodingly still The wraith rises through the silver realm Where the dying seek haven for their lasting will
Defying the solitude of mortality You reach for my hand, somewhat vexed Do not fret and rest easy For we shall soon be one my friend
