Today the cellar will be closed
Will lie buried within
Ocean of tears

Dusty toils will turn to dust
Cold nights’ sweats
Will be forgotten years

Dreams made of hard rock
Passions of concrete block
Will sleep under lock

Today the cellar will be closed
Will lie buried within
Secret wishes’ sand

All tools of labor will rust
Dusty toils will turn to dust
Will gust no winds on its land

Underneath the dreamlaid ground
The cellar will be promise bound
By its own fate

*To hold the tears all alone
Not letting it be ever known
Two hearts’ secret!