Waning

Do your lips still tremble
when the daylight dies?
When the water runs so cold
it burns your skin?

Do you hear my footfalls
echo in your soul?
How I hope the wind will
carry away all this sorrow within…

All I even loved is
torn away from me
All this broken devotion
wanders aimlessly

My heart recalls your words
as twilight settles down
There is nothing, but my
solitary shadow on the ground

All that I know of love
is waiting
Waiting for either death or you
to set me free
No other name for life
than perdition
Better a knife to my throat
than another year in solitude

Your name resonates
in the hallways of my mind
My shadows dream
of holding yours

I watch my youth waning
in a shroud of bitterness
What can I do, but seek
comfort in you from loneliness?

A distant star calls from the sea
Father Time will punish me
Mother Moon is shedding tears
Come, dear Water, carry me

For all that I know of love
is waiting
Waiting for warmth and tenderness
to come my way
No other name for life
than perdition
The Sun of my sky – a dead star

All that I know of love
is waiting
Waiting for either death or you
to set me free
No other name for life
than perdition
Better a knife to my throat
than another year in solitude.

The Sun in my sky is a star that has died of solitude.