Naught

Fall away
As we'll do
The strings are tugged and taught
Fraying with my demeanor

Wisps and whispers float along
Captive in infinity

I can only hope to hear her's
I can only hope to feel her's

Smolder out. As we'll do
She sings her songs of naught
And I'm praying that I'll hear her

Wisps and whispers float along
Captive in infinity

She sings her songs of naught
And I'm praying that I'll hear her