Come tell me of your

Yesterdays

And those things you

Did in sorrow

Of distant voices

And shadows

Of which guilt

Did borrow there

Meaning

And distort those

Things you did

Contemplate

Of changed directions

And choices you did

Make upon the finding

Of those things now

Lost in dreams

Come tell me of your

Tomorrows

And those things

No longer seen

In the distance

But lost amongst

The light

Now swallowed in

Darkness

Forever making night