long lost and never the same but forever constant
In the shadow of stillness passes time.
Memories and dreams.. two hands of the same clock.
As one wilts it does so to give birth to a new dawn.
Is it fair to question the validity of tragedy.
Or yet more tragic to validate the questions.
Memories and dreams.. two hands of the same clock.
As one wilts it does so to give birth to a new dawn.
Is it fair to question the validity of tragedy.
Or yet more tragic to validate the questions.