Many many years later
I still stay a man of silence
probing the flickering shadows on the wall
and finding reasons in your eternal dance

My mind is a haunted house
where ghosts of my perished hopes scream every night
they mourn the death of a new one
and fade in morning light

I'm not the one to stay in the fray
everything doesn't have to end this way
Leave the shores of ego and walk the line
hear what the waves in the ocean convey

Don't mourn the demise of hope
It is a mirage that you see
Even in the darkest of tunnels fireflies roam
You haven't seen yet the roots of the tree