Visions of men never known

Never seen, never heard, never shown

Characters lying in wait

Responsible figures of fate

With memories and faces as long as their hate

Paths and the angles of light

Find their way into my eye

Recorded and logged for a time

Some living, some loving, some dying

There are factors rearranged every time

The phrases, the angles, so fine

Sunken valleys and decades of crime

Distant seasons, a smile that was quoted as mine

Paths and the angles of light

Find their way into my eye

Recorded and logged for a time

Some living, some loving, some dying