Visions of the past cloud my mind
to the point where I can barely see
Only outlines of the trees remain
In this windblown valley
Parallel universe, within grasp
slips through my hands
Like an hourglass
Down to the last few grains
If only a dream
could change the course
I could wake with the sun
and set without apprehension
But I wake with the fog
And fade with the sun
Should I just let it go, or wait for the fog to clear?
Shame and regret wash over me
Should I just let it go, or wait for the fog to clear?
This winter air, it burns my lungs,
and I can barely breathe.
With each setting day
As life passes by
No defined path
Only fading memories remain
Parallel universe, within grasp
slips through my hands
How could each second count,
When I had all the time in the world?
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