Oh
Beneath a blanket of midnight's shroud,
Where silence reigns,
I tread the path of sorrows,
Where hollow echoes softly creep.
In the shadows of moonlight's gleam,
I wander through a silent dream,
Hollow echo fills the air,
Whispers of the past declare.
Empty hearts and vacant skies,
Lost within these soulless cries,
Yearning for a touch of grace,
In this lonely, empty space.
Memories fade like morning dew,
Leaving only shades of blue and violet too.
Empty hearts and vacant skies,
Lost within these soulless cries,
Yearning for a touch of grace,
In this lonely, empty space.
Echoes linger, haunting still,
In the void, I search until,
I find solace in the dawn,
Mend the emptiness,
To fill the void that's in my head.
As the stars ignite the sky.
Oh