Summer speaks in breezes
and the night blows free
and everywhere our footsteps walk,
we face the darkness like a child.
Knowledge falls into our grasp,
like it did when we were young.
And as we see the way we are,
we realize what we’ve done.
will ever cure
our steady darkened glance
for all we know is helplessness
as we fall into its trance.
And if we walked
away from there,
the cold and empty place,
my heart would cry out for Silence,
but it’s you that I’d embrace.