Life is a repeating cycle...
everything you have ever seen
has been seen before
everything you have felt
has been felt before
everything you have touched
has been touched before
every emotion you have had
has already been had before

The only difference is...
it's been done by someone else
or in a different body
during a different life
or a different time
when you were young
or in the years to come
it will repeat and has repeated
for thousands of years

The anger, love, passion, and even
your personal thoughts.
they are never truly yours
others have had the exact same
perhaps towards a different soul
perhaps the same soul but a different time

It all repeats, and it always will repeat
I look at the young, as well as the old
and it's always the same
the only difference is... there faces

I found a dead leaf in my bed today. Cold,half-frozen.
I thought to myself, the wind must have caught it and blew it in.
I walked across the room and closed the window to my surprise.
The sun wasn't ready yet to rise.

It was still dark and cold outside.
The morning rain had covered the world so wild.
Everything looked so dim with the fog hanging in the air so heavy.
I sighed, winter was coming and i wasn't ready.

Those dead blackening trees out there flipping restlessly reminded me of you.
You had been gone for days and i felt so blue.
I knew you would never come back
Those winter days, i kept looking for your tracks