Ambition fades from sight
Far beyond the horizon where earth meets Heaven
Nestles within the Northern Lights
Where purpose and truth remain mysteriously unquestioned
And, where guilt is a tide in perpetual recession
And, where birth and death are but embers against the incadesance of love
And, even now, as the sun is settling down
I wish I could see the light through the clouds
Heavy mist
Heavy mist
Heavy mist falling down
And, what is justice without reason
And, what is passion if it's not breathing
And, what is trust if it's not deceiving
And, what is an epiphany
Time is the Kaliedoscope of Memories
The sum of what's leftover after being shifted through
And, time itself, is time's incendiary
And, is further destroyed by time's open flue
And, can memory exist without proof
And, does it tell you anything you haven't already once known
And, what is justice without reason
And, what is passion if it's not breathing
And, what is trust if it's not deceiving
And, what is an epiphany
Heavy mist
Heavy mist
Heaviness falling down upon me