Just words together don't make meaning
Destiny choices fate
The echo of words
The cacophony of feelings
The minutes hours days that flow
The inevitable nexus of time place people
The ebbing ends and half beginnings
The desire that beats like drums in the night
The longing melodies that play out loud
Crumble and fall in resounding silences
The fear of sleep is not the same as sleeplessness
The end
The echo of words
The cacophony of feelings
The minutes hours days that flow
The inevitable nexus of time place people
The ebbing ends and half beginnings
The desire that beats like drums in the night
The longing melodies that play out loud
Crumble and fall in resounding silences
The fear of sleep is not the same as sleeplessness
The end