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meltsunriseoath Artist-writer duo.
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The years fly by dancing [. . .]

Sayoko

The years fly by dancing

The years fly by dancing in a wanton evening breeze,

The years fly by dancing in a wanton evening breeze, but here forever I wander

The years fly by dancing in a wanton evening breeze, but here forever I wander alone, and lonely yet I stay

The years fly by dancing in a wanton evening breeze, but here forever I wander alone, and lonely yet I stay though your name follows me.

The blue ceiling stretches far

The blue ceiling stretches far beyond that skyline etched

The blue ceiling stretches far beyond that skyline etched deep in the shattered heart

The blue ceiling stretches far beyond that skyline etched deep in the shattered heart I carry and sing forgotten tunes

The blue ceiling stretches far beyond that skyline etched deep in the shattered heart I carry and sing forgotten tunes and hope to lull to sleep.

The green expanse beneath

The green expanse beneath my tired body, my magic carpet

The green expanse beneath my tired body, my magic carpet takes me to faraway lands

The green expanse beneath my tired body, my magic carpet takes me to faraway lands away from the asphalt realm

The green expanse beneath my tired body, my magic carpet takes me to faraway lands away from the asphalt realm where streetlights never dim.

Time wavers as he marches

Time wavers as he marches into the emptiness not known

Time wavers as he marches into the emptiness not known to him or me, the fresh tracks

Time wavers as he marches into the emptiness not known to him or me, the fresh tracks of Fate's steel-booted feet

Time wavers as he marches into the emptiness not known to him or me, the fresh tracks of Fate's steel-booted feet down a straight path ushered.

For now, my breath still drifts

For now, my breath still drifts up into the brisk autumn air

For now, my breath still drifts up into the brisk autumn air where a promise once made

For now, my breath still drifts up into the brisk autumn air where a promise once made dissipated as air into the night,

For now, my breath still drifts up into the brisk autumn air where a promise once made dissipated as air into the night, embracing its eventual death.

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