There is time
For you to...

I try to talk to you
Yet you stay still...

It happens to outcast
It finds those who don’t love...

Falling through the sky
Making somebody's day...

Lost nights
In my dreams...

Go back through time
Looking on the wrong...

To go away
From all reality...

Made of rotten wood
Over run with vines...

Rain of golden
Memories just...

One out of
Many Generations...

Must run
Must hide...

You walk by
Without saying hi...