There Is an End

Words disappear

Words once appear

Only echoes passing through the night

The lines on my face

Your fingers once traced

Fading reflection of what was

Thoughts rearrange

Familiar, I'm strange

All my skin's drifting on the wind

Spring brings the rain

With winter comes pain

Every season has an end

I tried to see through the disguise

But the clouds roll in

Blocking out the sun, the sun

Thoughts rearrange

Familiar, I'm strange

All my skin's drifting on the wind

Spring brings the rain

With winter comes pain

Every season has an end

There is an end

There is an end

There is an end