Quietly, oh so quietly

new dawn breaks across the dim sky

finally, oh finally

zealous warmth seeks out the cold,

but what’s the use, my dear,

of this new light, new day

when the hopeful heart is no more.

The desire for embrace long forgotten

in the murky memories of the past,

of what once was

now remains but mere bones

of an imperfect human soul.

Take the light back, my dear Sun,

take the light back.

Curl back thy warmth

for it is wasted on this land.

No one lives here anymore.