I sit on the veranda- a fading grey
Fleeting sorrows of sickening days
To overcome my humanity- I contravene
Amongst the the cloud of judgment, beneath the seams
Adrift in maltreatment my corroded frame
Like torch to maddened beast...
Realization of my fateful day
Has brought me here and here I stay
Left to settle my thoughts and recall the changing tide
That will slowly rob me of my mind/ my mind/ my mind is drifting
Following the skyline, I cannot speak out
Beautiful, precious tears.
I fade with the innocence of many years.
Holding on to what is dear/my dear/my dear. I'm finally here