Parallel dreams and sifted thoughts on an amber thread, thin as the beliefs once found as hope, now falling beneath sorrowed wings, gliding
“Into the misty morning sun”
Through hazy eyes and broken hearts, tarnished memories flow within this dawn as you fade off in the distance, soaring ever higher, disappearing into the east
“Nobody asks you where you are going”
Silence fills the maze that is your mind, leaving you staring at dead ends and fractured turns, as the realization that you didn’t matter forms on clouds of whispering truths…no one cares
“Nobody knows where you're from”
And in the end, you are not sure yourself from where you once came, a blotted image on empty shorelines of tangle debris which you easily have forgotten, as you as well will be
“And you fly away…”
Written with the help of lyrics from Bad Company's Seagull