Late at night's call
Leaves and days fall

Waves left a sign
Which they declined

Am I stranded
On the way
Lost, behind
Lonely in the wind

These circles tied us
Long ago
The break from life
Formed a way
The darkest hours
On a cold wind

Again the nights form
A bleak enraged thought

Leaving behind

All that I spent
All the wage
Lost in sight
Lonely in the wind

The silent talkers
From below
A stream of light
Flowing in
The darkest towers
Now become
The wind