i know what secrets lie in your quiet eyes
and wait for spring to come
i know that lull of peace, the lure of lies
that make you watch the sun

rise beyond your understanding
past your futile grasp of words
the image flashes by unseen
the warning sleeps and goes unheard

just like a fire in the night,
the shadows dance upon your door
and when you rise to meet the call
they’ll leave you wondering what you’re for

cities rise, and powers fall
history runs its looping track
and when it reaches the beginning-
you just might find what you once lacked