From birth to death
Our lives are as sand
Escaping through fingers
In a blink of the cosmic eye
The eternal cries, tears of rain
With a gentle smile, we remain
We are bound to this flesh
But are awake in dreamland
Past times echo, and we linger
In a time so young, dreams alive
But we will leave bloodstains
No matter how sweetly we lay
Where can I go to find the truth
I long to sleep forever more
Let me swim to meet you
But I must be willing to leave the shore
And I know I cannot swim
“Scars have the strange power to remind us
that our past is real.”
