Echoes

[artai]

And just like that the feelings faded
Apostles of a love abated
Drifting from the dying storm
Uncovering arisen form

Discovered fossils teach us
The world we know was once
Controlled by those
With contrasting passion
and those of Pure logic
Dancing between each other
Learning every step
Enjoying every motion
Anticipating
That every song
Ends.