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.