Sametime But Next Season

The stories we live are destiny's ink

Written on papers so plastic . they never decay

So We prayed , We loved and so much else We tried

We became heroes who were remembered

and legends who never died.

The questions we ask have no answers sometimes

Hidden in sands of time, they just blow away

So We ran away , We sought the truth for miles

We became wanderers by nature

Looking over mountains while standing on Isles

The conversations just slip away during silence

Within our minds, the words just locked away

So We became known by faith, lesser by reasons

We felt like Clouds in the Blue Skies

Running for each other amidst changing seasons