Whenever (?) you’re leaving me Please welcome emptiness in Slowly ravin in the rhythm of breathin’ The only ways you can’t win
Tidal wave over vacuous(?) ocean All that is left as an icon For all my disturbed cognition Will be gone with the dawn
Allow abuse (?) along season changing Dance of time as it fades old aquaintance become to strange and again memories die of old age And it’s so sad ? New life ? ways to before Spring the soil to saw the four winds (?) No longer seeking tomorrow (?)