I see seasons come and go on their own. I have seen you here before all alone. If I say that I'm a friend it's a lie. When you meet me next time, then don't ask why. Moonlight makes me someone else every time. Can't explain the sense of loss when churchbells chime. Some ships never reach the shore, I am told. They just sail the void for stars to behold. Those arriving in my arms, lost the glow. Right or wrong means nothing here, you should know. Time stands still when winter comes, crystal sky. And I claim the right to hope that memories die. Countless secrets in the ground, lost and gone. Don't you see, my child, here we are as one