I've spoken in whispers with ancient trees
I've floated in primal and untamed seas
I've glimpsed the bright fire in mortal hearts
So too the darkness that tears them apart
In reverie unchanging
With eons left remaining
I long to feel the gloom and shade
No temperate twilight of fire unmade
All meaning decayed
My glade is filled with hollow joy
No loss to define me, to build or destroy
Without that breathless give and take
What use a heart that cannot ache?
My fingers have traced the arcs of lives
All struggles but one, they must survive
Though each day is long, each decade brief
There's immortal beauty in tender grief
They love with a fervent, blazing fire
'Til lost and charred in funeral pyres
My passion needs no pain for fuel
My heart is distant, moonlit, cool
I long to feel the gloom and shade
No temperate twilight of fire unmade
Without that breathless give and take
What use a heart that cannot ache?
I seek a spark that can ignite
This hollow space, our starless night
To feel the warming, burning flame
To pay the cost, and feel the pain
To live and die, and take a chance
To break free from idle trance
I long to feel the gloom and shade
No temperate twilight of fire unmade
All meaning decayed
My glade is filled with hollow joy
No loss to define me, to build or destroy
Without that breathless give and take
What use a heart that cannot ache?
In reverie unchanging
With eons left remaining
The moon above unwaning
Unwaning, unwaning