All your dreams washed away in a wave They're swallowed by whatever's below Your reach cannot grasp the fact they're Drowning in a tide of woes So your love is like the chimes and arrangement Guarded by a garden of prose You've always been one to be wailing Hiding behind the confines of songs Settle down right now Now you're old, tucked away in the ending Clouded by the charm of your aging Your wishes have all disappeared They're rotting in a pile of poems Hours keep passing your fingers Slipping like rain through your hands Summers are endless, you wake up Drenched in the sweat that you wasted Right now Clouded by the charm of your aging