The journey grew us weary

Voices, but a distant sigh

White noise to fetter us

A distant echo of goodbyes

When was this life even remotely ours to live?

The dreams lingering in expecting eyes

Did I even ever own the innermost thought and desire?

It was nothing, and now it's all over

The more I learn

The more I wish I knew before

Before every score was settled

Before my life was lived

It’s the precious time

Never to be returned

It's my very essence

Gone forlorn