If the sun's waking up in another land
Does it mean that you'll no longer take my hand?
Fresh dew in your silken web
Slowly burning vapour as your sky flames red
Strong words that have no bond
Staring from your page that is ever so long
Strong words, memory fades
Fleeting from your mind with dues never once paid
Strong words are free to trade
Rising from their sleep from wherever they laid
If the moon's wading fast in a silver hide
Can it mean that I'll see lovers stem the tide?
Fireflies against blackened drape
Sealing all your learning to relish in fate
If the stars shooting by grace another soul
Does it mean that your eyes are ever so old?
Sweet scent kissed in feather down
Drifting through your feeling but taking your crown