Weh The Grave
I see seasons come and go on their own. I have seen you
here before all alone. If I say that I'm a friend it's a
lie. When you meet me next time, then don't ask why.
Moonlight makes me someone else every time. Can't explain
the sense of loss when churchbells chime. Some ships
never reach the shore, I am told. They just sail the void
for stars to behold. Those arriving in my arms, lost the
glow. Right or wrong means nothing here, you should know.
Time stands still when winter comes, crystal sky. And I
claim the right to hope that memories die. Countless
secrets in the ground, lost and gone. Don't you see, my
child, here we are as one.
