the eyes of time

december.27.2003

When eyes of time have closed,
it's you I wish to see.
In darkness of the end,
will you be holding me?

When truth is all that lives,
and masks fall to the floor.
I'll speak the quiet words,
and we'll be something more.

In search for what they say,
you run from hope that burns.
But while you're fast asleep,
the life you're living turns.