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.