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The creaks of time gather

for one last shout

on this night

Collapsing together

We remember

How to sing

In this darkness so bright

The leaves give their applause

As the wind breathes them to life.

The tower comes crashing down,

A final memory of future strife.

The gentle bird moves on,

Flying among fallen trees

And weathervane rust.

When you're in that world,

I guess

There's a real difference

Between clouds and dust

As the wind rolls on,

Leaves fall.

Will barren trees survive?

Black birds circle above.

Every watered creed has dried.

Not everything has changed

Not everyone is gone

At once

The sky is unendingly long

As in a dream

As in a dream

You are now here with me

To help me see

Not everything has changed

Not everyone is gone