They're lost and gone
So long ago
Look up at the stars
And stare at the skies
Try and as me might
It evades us as we chase futilely
I hold the tide while you run
Don't think about it
It will only slow you down
Don't think about what you're leaving
And what there could be
Don't think about the consequences
And all you fought for
There's too much to clear
And we still have eternity
But eternity goes both ways
The leaves are falling
And the stars are gone
But the sun still rises and burns
Burns like we all do
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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