Wandering properties of death
Arresting moons within our eyes and smiles we did rest
Among the granite tombs to catch our breath
Worldly Sounds Of Endless Warring
Were for just a moment silent stars
Worldly boundaries of dying
Were for just a moment never ours
All was new
Just as the black horizons blue
Then along the bending path away
I smiled in knowing I'd be back one day
