With or Without کے بول

Reflections, red and white Light source upon pavement The radiance of a sleeping city Rid of the burdens of day Who are we to fight rising tides? Struggling further with no reward With or without, it's always the same Entangled in chains of the past Shaping purpose in empty existance, as fire from extinct ember What is and what could have been, as day and night cycles again To be free in containment, this harrowing dream I remain the wayward seed Time has escaped me, the passing of years Stones left unturned, memories lurk in every corner Echoes with unfettered power The autumn when the city spoke to me