In my soul, I can feel the water turning cold.
Unfold, the tides of recollection turn to gold.
The seasons bide and nail you to the ground.
I'm told, outside our wall the crows are waiting patiently until there is no sound.
"Why can't you see what you mean to me, I will always remember you"
Silence is all that's left as the crows collect.
Torn from my bones, the memories of flesh.
Devoured in silence, my soul is carried away.
Into the darkness where nothing awaits.
"Though you're gone, you're not forgotten.
I will always love you"
I am forgotten