Watching the days Faces falling from me Realising that life Has not finished with me yet | You never stopped loving And the slightest of threads Held your dreams | Can the flowers still speak To the hearts Of the fallen? |
I was always there In your dreams and hopes And fears | And I know your heart And I know your breath As it fills my lungs | I left my home To never return A soldier of a forgotten war |
And when we froze We felt at last All that could have been | When you left I drowned in the silence Of the room | Racing through the amber We never caught up With the hearts that we sought |
A few ideas which may (or may not) be/feel connected in some way.
Once again I’m indebted to Michael for this idea which he shared a few weeks ago here.