In the silence of the night,
Our tired eyes burn bright,
How hard it is for you and me
To make the world what it used to be.
Ringing rivers by the woods,
Sighing forests by the lakes,
Humans haven’t understood,
Burning life in their mistakes.
Native caves are cooling down,
Losing order, comfort, charm,
And new minds in crowded towns
Forge their chains, to our alarm.
No more wild and fearsome packs,
All nocturnal shrines are gone,
Alien deathland giving cracks,
Lifeless strongholds save no one.
But in darkness of my heart,
Burning fire is still alive.
My night is mixing up with light,
My day with starry blackness rife.
While I’m staying here with you,
Shimmering of stars will reach,
And between times, old and new,
I will build a sturdy bridge.
Decorate this world I will
With a pinch of years gone by,
So that friends remember still
What they’ve promised me and why.
I will mark the path of truth,
And I’ll spread my leather wings,
We can’t bring back our world,
So the new one’s to begin.
Created by Alva Wings
