Album: Ataraxia 1 & 2
As evening approaches
And shadows grow long
My thoughts drift to times past
Of family and friends
Youth that never ends
In a memory no one ever grows old
How I miss that childhood bliss
To be young, naive and sinless
Realities cost is innocence lost
When nightmares are no longer dreams
Just as summer's shade
Becomes autumnal shadows
A place that once gave comfort
Now renders me so cold
And just as the only constant
is change
I gain solace knowing the one
Who transcends every age
As evening has passed
And the shadows are gone
My thoughts drift to tomorrow
Of family and friends
A new day will begin
Full of joy and sorrow
How I miss that childhood bliss
To be young, naive and sinless
Realities cost is innocence lost
When nightmares are no longer dreams
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