The spores of thought.. lost without a fight
No battle of mind with the feelings I hide
And lost, without a chance, I've never been told
I'm alone in the world... and her face is cold

Ripples of dark in yesterdays... surrounding the sun
Since when is she gone? Since when is she gone?
Of what I loved most, the things I have lost
Of what I had seen, the trails of your wings.

Delusions of silence, the words of my soul
I will feel you forever, until the death of our song
Eternity is lifeless, and love is unreal
And afterwards, timeless, we will have had been.