Haven’t snowen lilacs faded from spring
Browning when the summers come?
Apple blossoms fall from spring’s grace
In a dance of summer’s haste.
And my feet fall on this road
Miles away from the dark city’s hold
And the sun covers the day
With your shadows cast from long away.
And the light takes my sight for a moment on the road
And I stop and turn away to face fresh fields aglow.
And as the cold wind strikes the new shoots clutch and reach
As I strum the barbed wire fence stretched board to board, passed each to each.
And the fields warm through the day
And as the roads widen, fields fade away.
And the city life begins
My way was chosen in the end.
The shadow dance in my dark, room excited in the dying light,
Haunts a place within my mind and these memories invite the night.
My eyes despise the quiet change once the day has passed away.
Dark evensong floats with the pain and the sunset colors fade to gray.
If I could see through this gloom
And chase your shadows from this empty room.
If I could find my way tonight,
But we’re just candles blown through windy nights.
And I stare into this gloom
And watch your shadows cross this empty room.
If I could be with you tonight,
But you’re a shadow cast in wind tossed light.
If I could see through this gloom
And chase your shadows from this empty room.
If I could find my way tonight,
But we’re just candles blown through windy nights.
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