Expressions of an emptiness clinging to a limb;
Lovers going places few have ever been.
Relationships reflected on, severed or now gone;
But the drummer never stops his beat and life it must go on.
Listening to the quite sounds of a secret lesson sent;
Insisting to remember times that some say came and went.
Floating in the air one breaths lie words that marked the day;
And I will always keep them fresh till I’m gone away.