The sun descends into the silent sea.
As shadows lengthen in the fading light
I journey on to seek what yet may be.
As death from life yearns to be free,
And grief seeks comfort in the night,
The sun descends into the silent sea.
And as the past with all its misery
Sets with the sun and disappears from sight,
I journey on to seek what yet may be.
And as for love there is no guarantee.
For whether one is in the wrong or right,
The sun descends into the silent sea.
From pain and suffering no one can flee.
And so, amidst the brokenness and blight,
I journey on to seek what yet may be.
Yet hidden in this pain is harmony.
Within my heart its whispered dream burns bright.
The sun descends into the silent sea;
I journey on to seek what yet may be.
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