There was a life before you, a life
Of dreams for a life with you, alive,
For I had been dead for twenty years,
Aspiring for existence, a life’s
Been born out of the ocean of tears,
Only to be a life without you,
Only for dust returning to dust,
For tears returning to the ocean,
For my life becoming death again,
As my soul lost its connection: you,
Music falling apart from its sound,
Perfection losing its pure purpose,
Height and depth bidding their sour farewell,
Darkness breaking the spell forever.
Of dreams for a life with you, alive,
For I had been dead for twenty years,
Aspiring for existence, a life’s
Been born out of the ocean of tears,
Only to be a life without you,
Only for dust returning to dust,
For tears returning to the ocean,
For my life becoming death again,
As my soul lost its connection: you,
Music falling apart from its sound,
Perfection losing its pure purpose,
Height and depth bidding their sour farewell,
Darkness breaking the spell forever.