Even though the Earth it shivers | Love flows softly, like a river | Nothing ever really differs
And to become so forlorn | Down a stream of life reborn | Here I drown and rendered torn
From the land of nightmares kept | From the places I have dreamt | To the life that I have left
I know I can surely fly | To the plateaus up on high | Falling down beneath the sky
Even though I'm shackled deep | In the evening I'm still free | I leave the world that I can see
It seems that I can never seem | To be with whom I long to be | I guess it's just not meant to be
Then dare not do what e'er I thought | When the morrow gifts me nought | We then shall see what ere we wrought
It vexes me internally | My soul flies free eternally | To rot away infernally
Whilst the wildflowers still in bloom | In the pale and empty room | Quietly gripping 'round the tomb
In the abyss of your allure | That is where I wait for you | Like a hopeless ingénue
My heart is filled with only sand | My hopes & dreams you now remand | And now I'll do as you command
The time has come, it seems, to go | For greater things it seems you hold | My life, my heart, and e'en my soul
And to the ditches where we burn | I'll make myself an ashen urn | And then to dirt shall be returned
I know I will be oh so glad | To store the regrets that I've had | Be they good or very bad
Now shall be done as so I'm told | For now I have you to hold | With your heart so black & cold
| Still I wait until the fall |