Wednesday 18 June 1997

Shadows

Barefooted soul comes at the risk of the dawn
Wandering through images of what the morning sun borne
Fleets of hope marveled then gently had gone
The wind above southeast had flown.
 
Regretful of romance that came halfway then
Memories drawn are but silhouettes of the past
No more looking back for it would just hurt
Second chances have all been gone.
 
Dreams had flown through the horizon
Every little wish had fell from the skies
The wounds strengthened the innocence of heart
And no place for blame was ever known.
 
Yesterday had gone at the rise of the sun
Laughters have all been heard; tears have all been poured
Everything that matters are now shadows where I stand
Not a single pain remains to hold me back.