Good Ol’ Classic

A flash of feeling that once were haunting
The gloomy darkness your existence bring
Blows every dried leaves
Of a broken tree you carved with ignorance 

As if it could go away in a minute 

Or even months after leaving none 

I thought wrong in every other way 

It all came back rushing to the bay 

Hearing those voices 

Resounding over and over 

Brings warmth into the heart 

Clouding every demon inside 

Filling the void of lightohh 

As seconds were eaten by moon 

We were three saying away from the old beginning 

With zero air I am sitting 

By your distant promise of the classic old waiting