All The Misty Highs We Climb

A Search Through Fear Disguised

These Sudden Facts Can Make You Hollow

When Checked This Life Derived From Barren Scapes Behind

Where He Supposedly Hides

In A Place To Waste A Place To Wallow

With This Precious Time

And The End Being Nigh

Saw The Path Leading Back From A Private Notion

As Winter Blooms The Fall Unmasks

The Spring Presides That The Summer Is Mine

And As It Goes Sometimes You Wake Up...