Alive once in my youth...
full of wonder, I now forsake.
Turned to at once stern,
a different kind of ache.
Running forever from a dark sun,
the one a vulture waits upon.
I am alone. As large as my past,
as dark and as vast, I am alone.
Away in your world...
my heart has never returned.
Where all things burn,
here in me. And even hope...
won't keep me company...anymore.
Oh to keep that precious youth!
When nothing could keep me
from speaking the truth.
When not even a dark sun overcast,
would keep me from seeking
that which would last...
that which will last.
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