There was a time in the transcendent past
When we were happy, we were young.
We used to laugh and play along,
And let the moments fly by
Near the lake, beneath the sky, on the greenest grass.
And the birds soaring through the breeze up high
They used to watch over and protect us.
Then one day I closed my eyes,
Recklessly, I let years after years pass by,
Shutting all the gates in my mind to the outer universe,
Living in my own world, building my own dreams,
Where no one had a passcode to enter, but me.
And when I woke up again, nothing felt the same.
The sun just shines brighter every day.
Sun rays shred through my skin,
But no one seems to hear what I say.
Lunar flares distort my barren face.
Tears gush through my eyes, while the stellar light
Ignites my tears, and colors the pitch-dark sky
To a glorious, infernal blood red.
Blinded, wretched & shattered, I could no longer see
The remaining glances of hope, what the future holds before me.
Yet, it still rains, the fog still covers the sterile ground.
When the rain pours on my skin, it heals my wounds.
Hidden in the mystical fog, I can hear a new tune
Which speaks of unrevealed mysteries and wonders,
Which asks me to stay strong and keep moving on.
And it’s not that different from our old song.
And thus, if you hear it too, forget all your worries,
And wake up to a brighter day.
Paint your universe with the colors of a newborn sun.
And maybe one day, I’ll follow on your trails,
I’ll tune in to the same song.
Just like we used to when we were young.
And then, time will not be able to tear us apart anymore.
You and I, we will be timeless.