In silent dread
My weary steps slow and falter
On this winding path I tread
Sadness reflects upon the water
And on my soul, its shadow cast
Sadness comes, sadness goes
Life is bright, or dark with woe
Will you kiss my cold lips at last?

My heart grows faint and weary
Touched with deep grief
On this longest day dreary
A gift of sorrow without relief
And on my soul, its shadow cast
As daylight fades
Into deep night shades
Will you kiss my cold lips at last?

ALesiach © 06/25/2017