All The Misty Highs We Climb
A Search Through Fear Disguised
These Sudden Facts Can Make You Hollow
When Checked This Life Derived From Barren Scapes Behind
Where He Supposedly Hides
In A Place To Waste A Place To Wallow
With This Precious Time
And the End Being Nigh
Saw The Path Leading Back From A Private Notion
As Winter Blooms The Fall Unmasks
The Spring Presides That The Summer Is Mine
And As It Goes Sometimes You Wake Up...
