The sun is always setting
while wishing it would rise.
The world will not forgive you
or dry your tearful eyes.
The past forever haunts you
like paintings on your walls.
The critics scream inside you
and echo through the halls.
take me to the river Lethe
let me bathe in oblivion's bliss
walk into a new horizon
watch the days disappear in mist.
freedom lies
far away from recall
peace of mind
distance from it all
A lapse would be so welcome
to induce a better hope
History can never teach us
only verify the scope.
The bitter will always linger
with reminders in the wake
Forever we remember
let live for 'morrow's sake
...and when the morning comes
want to feel the new day goddess
say goodbye to my own reflection
as he whispers in the wind
"Eram quod es."
