The Calm of December
Naseth(music,words), Aspheth(music), copyright 2005
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The cries of many,
through hesitation lost.
Though feeling such sadness,
I can't bring myself to drift away.
second chances can't be bought,
and this is not mine.
Tell me this is not my world.
Everyone will die. . . .
I love sometimes - is that enough?
I've felt the warmth of a silent moment in isolation.
There is no time left - slowly ebbed away.
I'll never know the impact of our loss.
Separated from the solid,
conscious thoughts are swept away.
Devastated by the trauma,
of swimming through the sine waves.
Increasing frequency, rising amplitude,
there are holes in what I've left.
I dreamt that welcome arms came into view,
the cold washing over as our eyes met.
A slowly suffering witness to history,
the final moments spent in misery.
We've woken up to a new day.
Unleashed from blame the mind sways.
Open skies, the horizon,
the floating calm of December.