Sitting on riverside Time has paused for him now Watching strong stream of joy Waning faraway
Shadows of leaning trees Buried his misery Tried to find his way home Sailing away no more
Comfort and peace no more and no rush anywhere Conscience runs from no one doesn't run from you
Facing too much Vice time after time Found what looked for Too long being there all alone
Million stars or some more Shine above tired head No attempt to count all Blazing in the sky
This is why he turns in ceasing his wandering Hiding tears in his eyes found a silent place
Never lost hope Trusting all his dreams Would he go for Chair instead of throne made of gold
Screaming in silent night Touching past history And the darkest deep night's Slowly falling down
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