Bound to be that way
Everything for a time is
Something in tones of gray
Through the instants of this
Playful with the night
The spirals movements go
Hours in bluish twilight
Through the sky flow
You came to my heart
In the words you speak
With something to start
From strong pulses and weak
I have all to give
Inside from this all
Worlds of mornings to live
In their moments call
Take away every beat
From old worlds of memories
The easy going street
Through life's turning breeze
What have we here close?
Firm the inner part of everything
Like an evening that goes
And new ways of thoughts bring
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