When the flood has subsided
We see the debris
When the emptiness fills us
With pain
And we wonder why we
Were not washed to the sea
When our whole world imploded
With rain
When the fire has passed
And we stand in the ash
Of what we had built
In conceit
When everything's gone
But the wind's empty song
And the ashes that lay
At our feet
When everything's changed
And we seek but in vain
For the world we had known
In the past
Yet we still take the trouble
To sift through the rubble
Till the emptiness
Takes us at last
Yet why we still stand
In this desolate land
Is the question that
That torments the mind
Is there still hope for life
And a flicker of light
Although one cannot
Turn back the time
Where do we start
Do we stay in the dark
Must we stand
In this darkness alone
Or can it yet be
Though we still cannot see
That a candle is burning
At home
Apr 3, 2018
Apr 3, 2018 at 11:28 AM UTC
When the flood has subsided
We see the debris
When the emptiness fills us
With pain
And we wonder why we
Were not washed to the sea
When our whole world imploded
With rain
When the fire has passed
And we stand in the ash
Of what we had built
In conceit
When everything's gone
But the wind's empty song
And the ashes that lay
At our feet
When everything's changed
And we seek but in vain
For the world we had known
In the past
Yet we still take the trouble
To sift through the rubble
Till the emptiness
Takes us at last
Yet why we still stand
In this desolate land
Is the question that
That torments the mind
Is there still hope for life
And a flicker of light
Although one cannot
Turn back the time
Where do we start
Do we stay in the dark
Must we stand
In this darkness alone
Or can it yet be
Though we still cannot see
That a candle is burning
At home
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