My orbit, once stable,
is slipping towards,
oblivion, the sweet
sound of lost dreams.
One life is ending,
one life, lies undirected,
sliding into lost
memories of oblivion.
My orbit, once stable,
is slipping towards,
oblivion, the sweet
sound of lost dreams.
One life is ending,
one life, lies undirected,
sliding into lost
memories of oblivion.