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"i was born amidst the purple waterfalls. |
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i was weak, yet not unblessed. |
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dead to the world. alive for the journey. |
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one night i dreamt a white rose withering, |
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a newborn drowning a lifetime loneliness. |
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i dreamt all my future. relived my past. |
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a witnessed the beauty of the beast" |
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where have all the feelings gone? |
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why has all the laughter ceased? |
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why am i loved only when i'm gone? |
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gone back in time to bless the child |
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think of me long enough to make a memory |
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come bless the child one more time |
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how can i ever feel again? |
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given the chance would i return? |
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i've never felt so alone in my life |
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as i drank from a cup which was counting my time |
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there's a poison drop in this cup of man |
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to drink it is to follow the left hand path |
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"where have all the feelings gone? |
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why is the deadliest sin - to love as i loved you? |
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now unblessed, homesick in time, |
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soon to be freed from care, from human pain. |
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my tale is the most bitter truth: |
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time pays us but with earth & dust, and a dark, silent grave. |
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remember, my child: without innocence the cross is only iron, |
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hope is only an illusion & ocean soul's nothing but a name... |
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the child bless thee & keep thee forever" |
