I've spoken in whispers with ancient trees I've floated in primal and untamed seas I've glimpsed the bright fire in mortal hearts So too the darkness that tears them apart In reverie unchanging With eons left remaining I long to feel the gloom and shade No temperate twilight of fire unmade All meaning decayed My glade is filled with hollow joy No loss to define me, to build or destroy Without that breathless give and take What use a heart that cannot ache? My fingers have traced the arcs of lives All struggles but one, they must survive Though each day is long, each decade brief There's immortal beauty in tender grief They love with a fervent, blazing fire 'Til lost and charred in funeral pyres My passion needs no pain for fuel My heart is distant, moonlit, cool I long to feel the gloom and shade No temperate twilight of fire unmade Without that breathless give and take What use a heart that cannot ache? I seek a spark that can ignite This hollow space, our starless night To feel the warming, burning flame To pay the cost, and feel the pain To live and die, and take a chance To break free from idle trance I long to feel the gloom and shade No temperate twilight of fire unmade All meaning decayed My glade is filled with hollow joy No loss to define me, to build or destroy Without that breathless give and take What use a heart that cannot ache? In reverie unchanging With eons left remaining The moon above unwaning Unwaning, unwaning