The delicate notes played like an afterthought
To a dream that faded at sunrise,
Forming an image
Of something that words
Never had the ability to describe,
Disrupting the illusion of this life
With the shadow from another
To a dream that faded at sunrise,
Forming an image
Of something that words
Never had the ability to describe,
Disrupting the illusion of this life
With the shadow from another
