Late at night's call Leaves and days fall Waves left a sign Which they declined Am I stranded On the way Lost, behind Lonely in the wind These circles tied us Long ago The break from life Formed a way The darkest hours On a cold wind Again the nights form A bleak enraged thought Leaving behind All that I spent All the wage Lost in sight Lonely in the wind The silent talkers From below A stream of light Flowing in The darkest towers Now become The wind