As a glowing light starts breaking drawn
Turning shadows into dark
From howling love to make-believes
There’s an image of the sky
Revolving round its own time piece
Blessed as a new rising dawn
Emerging from the current flow
Of our faithless, faithless streams
Made of smoky colors and kneeling days

Ripped from the bosom of our crimson youth
Uprooted lovers bent into whispering voices
Hallowed and distant, like one stranger to another,
With only noises to reach out for
Faded memories to hang on to
Some vibrations we can’t truly define,
From a nightmare to a new tidal sway
Hoping we'll find each other
As time passes by
As time passes by

As we’re trying to stand, over and over
With no more dreams to hold
To hold on still with no resolve
With no real plan for us to keep
No vision to long, nowhere else to land
Left behind, no roaming streams