This is where all unfinished hopes have come to lay
They dream of broken dreams
within one final dream
Then fade through skies of
amber, rocks and clay
And lay to rest along the
quiet stream.
The broken trust, unfinished
thoughts and love, unchained
Have finally found a final
place to rest
Forgotten passions, not enough
sustained
Great paths - all lost in
remnants of a nest.
One day you'll find them
waiting all along for you:
Long silences within the
echoes of those dreams
One day you’ll find the
strength to bring them through
And you'll come back from
depths of deep blue streams.
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