O’er the waters of time
My attention is quickly drawn
As Thought soars the heavens with
Memory at its side
By thorn and thicket we have passed
At times we struggle through
As that around us tears and shreds
Yet time we abide
Travel we birds of like feather
Black as night, strong as day
A reflection, one to another
Two arrows taking flight
We chance upon the wind
Unyielding as the grave
Our ballad, sight and sorrow
Two ravens in the night
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