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.