A Farewell That Wasn't Meant To Be

Music has faded yet echo fills the dome
The audience is left there on its own
First act is over, another won't come
Blank sheets of a score undone
And lowered eyes
Hide unquiet minds.

On a stage of concert hall
Died the sound of dirge to mourn
A while of silence resounds the essence
With your song.

Room is now empty for icons' guarding gaze,
Carnation petals have been blown away by wind
Your hand still stroke the wooden neck
And fingers count the strings
The grief, unease
Soon will be relesed.

On a stage of concert hall
Died the sound of dirge to mourn
A while of silence resounds the essence
With your song.

On a stage of concert hall
Died the sound of dirge to mourn
The while that stuck in time
Becomes now verse in rhyme.

On a stage of concert hall
Died the sound of dirge to mourn
A while of silence resounds the essence
With your song.