Miriam کے بول

Dusk has arrived and we are all lonely Gardens stand still like stone We look to the clouds for they form epic pictures Meaningful to some, meaningless to others The earth stands still, the air is silent We all dream together, yet we are all alone The world is a lonely place, for all to pity our existence Our minds in a maze, we do not know where to go from here We share the pain, we feel the sorrow This dismal place in which we stand Becomes our kingdom of cold stone A place for all to dream eternally A somber tale passed through the ages The clouds hold the answers, yet still we search