Somerled - _Moon_of_Memories Lyrics

I am what none is yet
And I am what already is
Never were I to be what was
Would I ever dare to be what cannot be either

Home is a garden that I can't keep alive
I receive guests and friends
Dearest of friends!
They flood my heart
But it always become vapor that escapes into my lungs
I wish to speak in love
And lovingly do I speak
But my words are the sounds of dreams
And dreamers die when they awake

A mother has died
And her children may never know the pain of life
Perhaps it was the best that could have happened to them
In this case
I wish I could feel this
Even if it broke me then and there
I would at least understand

Severed seas in future spectrum of light
Befitting a fair sum of feathers flying
Over oceans sleeping through nights
Bright goodbyes and waving hands
Ash clouds filling lungs and stomachs
A shadow of sorrow evaporates from burnt leaves of time

The air in the morning fly by our face
Desolation drying our tears
Anguish and love that doesn't die
Swirling unable to hold!
The natural world or whatever else it's called
And the universe saw all colors in shades of gray

Things were as they were
Are as they are
Yet again what else is there to say?
A life is a life until it isn't
Then nothing can be done!
There is nothing to add to it

For the cinders of the dead we used to lovE
We used to Used to forget
There from somewhere reverberates the echoes of a song of woes
One more day where the sun escapes one mor e day where the moon crawls across infinity pulled by the weight of what it hates and loves
One more day where spirits dream and plan
One more day where hope beams out
Only to break before the next sunset

When we see this the dead don't speak so why should we?

How many have you buried since you last came in here?