11 Aug 2001


Time has stopped, the wind has stilled
The falling leaves just halted in air
Oh sweet flower that ceased to bloom
Do not fret, do not fret, do not fret

The tide came in, the waves rose high
The spray froze up in mid air
Your sail is right but you will drown
And stay that way, that way deep down

My heart has stopped, my mind goes on
My brain is consumed in figuring all out
Oh life without a soul, body without a heart
You will cease, you will cease, you will cease.

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