Dreams, the Passersby,
Candle, a witness for when it was there as its glow reflects even now,
& the lights, overpowered by the flame that covers it,
And you wait there, till the end, just as the onlooker.
Candle, a witness for when it was there as its glow reflects even now,
& the lights, overpowered by the flame that covers it,
And you wait there, till the end, just as the onlooker.