Loss
(Christof Jeppsson)
Somewhere through time
The loss of air
Not found
Somewhere nowhere
My space in between
The light began to fade
Me without embrace
Naked, searching
A hand full of grace
Darkness turns to dust
Light turns to darkness
And silent light fades
Still I’m in need to feel
The fallen rain of hope
I’m travelling through madness
Through all of its kind
Been waiting oh so long
Exhale
The joy of silence, the fear of hope
Me, still crazy
Me, gone
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