as days have past
and so have mine
the climate, changed
and the weather, gone
Nevermore
will i expect
greatness from my own.
as a sea that had lost its saltiness
and as skies earn faded stars
as an old print fades away
and as a tree that shed its leaves
Nevermore
will i expect for you to come,
as for me to wait
the scum has gone,
and the judge has come
to wreak havoc upon my life
but to bring
understanding
to my restless soul.