The Moving Mirror

silent voices constantly fade.

gleaming kisses, a moon light shade as I lay here,
you’re almost dead I hold your hand and cry.

there are so many memories of you.

I know that I should leave you behind,
but I can’t bare that loss.

(scars cap this core, bleed my child,
see your fathers, eyes revealed)

death is but a moving mirror, a door to another stream.
as we walk together, may the band clear the way.

time now is free. I can’t bare that loss
time now is cold, forever stained

(scars cap this core, bleed my child, see your fathers eyes revealed)