Should the night slip away it’ll pass on bye.
And if the day never comes, no one can ever ask why.
The dusk from the sun will sprinkle stars in the air.
The final sleep that never wakes, seeks the unprepared.
Clouds that hide the moon collect the mist of darkness.
When sun shines through pouring rain its proof the earths entirely fortress.
Time is boundless way beyond any powerful grasp.
Destiny and destruction may collide, but your soul should never collapse.
The dirt is soil that became dry and bitter.
Crazy that trees shed their leaves getting naked for a winter.
Water flows through the land to the ocean that gives life back.
Should everything suddenly vanish we’d be fiction not a fact.
So from here I’ll fade away into the nights silence.
Soul searching the reason I’m a victim of my own violence.
Making it through another year, hope has survived.
If I could just stop the memories from hurting.
I’d be thankful I’m alive.
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