Hope a faded dream of delusions of concepts never told
Dust settling while minds grow old
Pathways closed but never ending, grass yellow, brown... dead.
Surrounding a pale landscape of a future written, forgotten.
Today is tomorrow, we are still alone
Forever never grown.

A weekend of drinking
The sun sets, the sun rises did time ever happen like a concept of a flicking flame in foggy castle window.
  
Those Laughs of late night tales surrounded by what seems is a never ending cycle of life.
Is it all pointless in the end?
When you realise nothing really matters.

Fate has its own agenda
Scared of dreaming is your best scenario
As you struggle to keep you eyes open
Will it be that endless darkness
No dream, no hope, no life.

You skim a pebble across the sea
Doubt has finally faded
It’s time you start believing
The past, The present, The future
Time that fragile neglected gift