Never green, fading scene
We are all but a fleeting dream
In a breath of night wind
We still flow down the stream
Down the river
Everything will wither
Behind the stream it will relieve
The face of time
Unleashing grace
Lost scenes of fading line
Never green, fading scene
We are all but a fleeting dream
A touch of twilight feel
Shining beyond the silver thrill
Of midnight stream
Flowing down beneath
Washing tides, flowing waves
Cascading waterfalls beyond the golden caverns
Green meads, blooming trees
All the tales upon the sun
Stories untold, memories unseen
Reflection of a dream
Floating deep inside, quivering far behind
All the road beyond the moon
We walk in the dark searching for light
Forever alone but never so lonely as the lost heart
Never green, fading scene
We are all but a fleeting dream
A touch of twilight feel
Shining beyond the silver thrill
Of midnight stream
Flowing down beneath
Linlin's Poetry 