Lovers and friends,
an echo of our song.
So many things we are,
with dreams that intertwine,
but at the end of days,
we are nothing, passing shadows.
Walkers without a destination,
lost in a sea of glass,
we search in every dawn
the light that makes us shine.
Sunless dawns
that hide behind the mist,
and nights without company,
where silence is assumed.
Souls in tune,
aimless, with no end,
but in this connection,
we are one in the essential.