Mortality has no hold on me as i slip into this love
the skies open wide above me
endless abysses swallow me up
floating through time i see the seconds weave
weave to minutes hours years
i gaze upon the patern in the cloak
thousands of years have led up to this
as i seal the deal in the cold with a kiss
i wonder if one thing had went wrong what would happen
if one second had not ticked away
one thread in the cloth was pulled loose
would this still be?
me standing hand in hand with you
i look out the window to see the streets burn to thousands of black ashes
as the final sunrise waves a bitter goodbye
waiting in oblivion as the lights fade
for the last time, this is the last time
the sights, the feelings, the taste of air
the wounds are healing, as i feel this,
feel it welling up inside
flying through space and time
as cities fall to desturction
as brother turns on brother
as if life hasn't stopped to bother
time hasnt recreated itself
it hasn't fixed the mistakes they've been wove into the clotch
the parchment lays half buried in the ashes
the inks been spilled, theres no undoing this
it reads "only your lies can define you,
your only yourself through the acts you do
thoughts and feelings are left out of this cloth of time
only actions have the power to define
when the time comes act don't be left blank
don't think just do for if not you'll be forgotten"
the river flows on and time will never cease
there's no avoiding the water cascading from the creek