We were a paradox of time and space between these jaded mirrors
Where nostalgia bleeds with every tainted touch
Of blinded yearnings brought by the fading memory
I’ve buried in the graveyard of our yesterday’s soil
Where April summers blossomed only the agony
Of your living ghost where it haunts the dark promises
You have left upon my shivering lips.
I’m still lost in the sunshine of your warm smiles
As it fades out in the shadows of our dusky sunsets
Where fallen skies cascade these wistful eyes
Of my veiled sorrows weaving these midnight tears tonight.