Where’s the echo to the song of my heart
I’m living in the void
That drear space between night’s end and dawn
Where darkness is deployed
Where are the answers to all my questions
The ones that deal with pain
The ones that touch on fears abounding
In bitter tears and rain
Where are the blossoms of early spring
The fragrances of light
That adorned my hair when springtime was mine
And withered with the night
It all was here and then it was gone
And will not come again
Though I may drown in pooled sunlight
Where the memories remain
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