Departure
To chase the dream, pursue its liquid tracks.
In waking moments, not only while asleep.
A widowed man, no shame in tears he weeps.
The death a final blow, a swift cold axe.
It is better than a man betrayed by dreams
his love no longer shares.
In waking moments, not only while asleep.
A widowed man, no shame in tears he weeps.
The death a final blow, a swift cold axe.
It is better than a man betrayed by dreams
his love no longer shares.
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