Echoes of Time
ECHOES OF TIME
I'm sorry if you have too much confidence in me for real ,I'm sorry.
After all ,what do I know about life and living?
I know nothing about the cosmic elements or about changes in tides
I certainly know nothing about birth and rebirth.
Want do I know about fate or fame?save me a thought-my lover
Or I'm I committed enough? What do I know about commitments?after all this is my 100th different relationship
I'm sorry my lover if I failed to fully harness our love
Like a gold mine presented to a blacksmith,I failed to dig all the value out from the great mine where we both fell heart first.
(Sighs)
What do I know anymore,
You may call this ramblings of a lost soul whom deepest thoughts are afloat like the kite hung up in the clouds and soaring against gravity , hoping and wishing to one day kiss the stars.
My lover, you are my star ,
The clouds of misjudgments cover and binds you like a vale ,I need it off
For so many memories shared have become a curse for a young blood ,lest I tarry in my disgust one more millennia please call me home and let the sound of my now rambling soul echoe through all of time.
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