Through many days in different ways

Our paths have rarely crossed.

With things to say, we go yet stay

So nothings ever lost.


The world is cold, or so I'm told

Life goes on without.

With valleys rolled, Seas tread bold

I shall return no doubt.


So don't mark the time, eyes go blind

Days break into dawn.

Script does bind, or wires wind

So I'm never really gone.