The Paths We Tread
The paths we tread
The lives we weave
Traces of our summers gone
An autumn world of fallen leaves
The tears we shed,
The flesh that bleeds
All lost in our setting sun
Blessedly forgotten, yet
Long cursed to believe
Another season dead and gone
Another soul cries for reprieve
Tangled in the marionette strings
Of the twisted lives we lead
Power gained, and beauty lost
Quid pro quo, or so they say
Give and take, but never trust
Sun burnt days soon lost in frost
Fallen into blindness of
Ignorance of light and dark
Stumbling still through the ruins
Of so much that is and never was
The lives we weave
Traces of our summers gone
An autumn world of fallen leaves
The tears we shed,
The flesh that bleeds
All lost in our setting sun
Blessedly forgotten, yet
Long cursed to believe
Another season dead and gone
Another soul cries for reprieve
Tangled in the marionette strings
Of the twisted lives we lead
Power gained, and beauty lost
Quid pro quo, or so they say
Give and take, but never trust
Sun burnt days soon lost in frost
Fallen into blindness of
Ignorance of light and dark
Stumbling still through the ruins
Of so much that is and never was