even great empires,
must fall down some day
but i’d never imagine
it would end up this way
the candle; dimmed low
has finally burned down
the ties have been broken
and at night, there’s no sound
for you’ve left me, it’s true
and time-to-time, tears do fall
yet my eyes still shine bright,
and i still do stand tall
so, my dear love,
i must confess to you this
i’ll keep living on
and find my own form of bliss
Mar 19, 2019
Mar 19, 2019 at 4:47 AM UTC
even great empires,
must fall down some day
but i’d never imagine
it would end up this way
the candle; dimmed low
has finally burned down
the ties have been broken
and at night, there’s no sound
for you’ve left me, it’s true
and time-to-time, tears do fall
yet my eyes still shine bright,
and i still do stand tall
so, my dear love,
i must confess to you this
i’ll keep living on
and find my own form of bliss
