Sadness And The Passage Of Time And Memory کے بول

Soft spirits moan A choir from the reeds As dawn bleeds into dusk A softly fading dream Waning twilight whispers My spirit sheds its skin A forlorn shadow cast In moonlight long forgotten A path draped in shadows Before the bleeding earth I have walked this path before But I shall never return again Waning twilight whispers Her spirit sheds its skin The murky depths of time Swallowed beneath the sea A reflection of the future Cloaked in flowing dreams The song of her spirit Grows softer in the setting Sun