Down Down To Deep
Dreams that never were
To the land of leap
In its night of nowhere
Days that were of light
Filling empty woe
Lost in their own flight
Like a lonely glow
Gone gone to the nothing
Only in memories
Lonesome ways abducting
Lost like winter trees
Days that gave pleasures
Once in many ways
Into darkness erasures
Now in shades of grays
Down Down To Deep
Dreams that lie now still
Ours no more to keep
Or wings over to fulfill
Days in winter glowing
In lonely roads ahead
This all is always going
Like sallow leaves bled
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