(BY AN ABANDONED ARCADE)

…in the form of another year,

which you yearn for and fear

at the same time. This time

rises on a high tide 

of dreams before they fade

by an abandoned arcade

reminding you of the best

times from your distant past.

Covered with morning rime,

there’s a whole river of time

where the year starts to

end and begin anew…

…in the form of another year, which you yearn for and fear at the same time. This time rises on a high tide of dreams before they fade by an abandoned arcade reminding you of the best times from your distant past. Covered with morning rime, there’s a whole river of time where the year starts to end and begin anew…