A quiet hand does stir within and eyes are stars alight
The drifting sky burns softly reddened with oncoming nights release
Raging hearts of silent men are bleeding swift without cease
For the them they lost between the waves of life.
The sun rises and sets. Time devours without regret.
A quiet hand does stir within and eyes are stars again
The dreaming mind burns soft and slowly with oncoming nights reprieve
Silent hearts of raging men are turning swift without cease
From the them they were to the one they are in their dreams
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