Amidst oceans or mountains,
lies a gnaw in my soul,
the pain, the sorrow,
so swiftly decays my own;
across ghost lakes or evergreen,
lives no hope nor freedom,
the yearn that's whined so softly,
now faced with loneliness and gloom;
i am but a lost island,
still seeking a chain of this haunted heart,
never found the missing link,
anticipating love's one true spark...
