For many years so desolate in a stranger's land Into the eyes of lavenders curate from black and white A transition of moving light allusions and so it seems I'm falling forwards into the night and into the same dream Fading softly the time dissolved Through doll like faces, through greying halls For many years so desolate in a stranger's land I see only their eyes, within disguise, a ritual Some familiar, a mask in a stranger, allusions and so it seems Time ticks quickly this masquerade The same torn party, the pieces hid away Far from laughter, far from tears Don't leave me standing alone in fear For many years so desolate in a stranger's land Into the eyes of lavenders curate from black and white A transition of moving light allusions and so it seems I might have known, I need only say remains the same