The autumn night outshined the sun. Worlds collide, align above The warmest smile a captive gaze. The semblance of the fallen age Throughout years their fates long past. No melodies within the tones No poetry in letters breathe for you, die for you They say all things in time will come to end In absence of sound, the songs will play no more As time comes undone, silent words will breathe In stories never written, old heroes sometimes fall Days turn to months and so to years. Many battles, many tears Cutting petals from a rose. Wilted way so long ago Souls entwined in endless love, first sign of conflict and they part Endure the fire, face the storm. Wishing you were in my arms Old memories etched to graves. Are chapters filled with pain A satiable emotion. Will never be the same A love once so alive, and now the fire dies So heres the final hour. With this our last goodbye They say all things in time will come to end In absence of sound, the songs will play no more As time comes undone, silent words will breathe In stories never written, old heroes sometimes fall
breathe, absence, satiable, old, undone