A Somber Scene

Sail on summers breeze
Pull the words from beneath my feet
Follow my soul to spring and back.

Sleep now, the morning awaits you in the dark
Quench the fear that rages in my heart
Before winter's dying breath
Let me confess to the serpent, swallowing itself.

You and I are the same
In the sense of constant re-creation
The calm that once permeated the air of this place
I feel it, pulling me further and further away
Back into the fold.

Familiar cadence sweeps the air
Shape of duality, a struggle in unison
A somber scene, for you and me
Past, stay past
A lament, for what I am becoming now
Orphic.

I tried, I tried, and I tried
I tried, I tried, and I cried
When the rain it washed
Stay...
When the rain it washed
Please stay in the past.

But we can fly anywhere on earth
Leaving our homes painfully vacant.

Sleep now, the morning awaits you in the dark
Quench the fear that rages in my heart
Before winter's dying breath
Let me confess to the serpent, swallowing itself.

Hope to change, but it never does
I once more feel
I feel seasons change coming upon me.