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I’m lost in time,

through rivers of solitude.

Are my tears compelling you

by this foreconscious sea?

My soul is tired now

and my eyes lose their light.

Would you take my hand and say

‘we can get there again’?

Can you feel as I do?

We can get there again.

If I look at your fragile hearth

there’s no true I can see

It’s a burning rain.

It’s a sorrow masquerade.

Now it’s time to leave,

night of a loveless dream

Falling. Eternity.

A light of thunder grevious gray.

Painting an infinity of shadows.

Through magnificent archways

I see you