IT'S COMING
She feels it,
It's coming,
She knows not from where,
It smells near but hidden and distant,
Can't rekindle what isn't started,
She can't fathom the essence of the stretch of time.
I saw her cry and smile,
She is...
It's coming,
She knows not from where,
It smells near but hidden and distant,
Can't rekindle what isn't started,
She can't fathom the essence of the stretch of time.
I saw her cry and smile,
She is...