Ephemeral Lives

I write your name in the snow
While I burn your kisses in the bonfire.

Your lover has still not awakened
From her bygone dream.

Ephemeral lives
Reflected in a past that doesn't exist here
Anguish of a time that passed but never existed
The solitude of the eternal quest.

I want to burn my rosary
Which doesn't exist here
And burn your drawings
To be remembered in the future
That doesn't exist here.

Silence
While I write your name in the snow
While I see your face reflected in the stars
While I try to cry.

Tomorrow, maybe?
The snow could have melted
The bonfire could be extinguished
And I could be awakened to the past, present and future
That do exist here.

Silence
While I write your name in the snow
While I see your face reflected in the stars
While I try to cry.

I want to burn my rosary
Which doesn't exist here
And burn your drawings
To be remembered in the future
That doesn't exist here.

Silence
While I write your name in the snow
While I see your face reflected in the stars
While I try to cry.