the veins within our being
beating both in time
to music in the motion
of words for hope's decline

resolving none the lesser
binding truth and pain
with scars of evening's battles
when only tears remain

this night of endless horror
with flames still rising high
saluting each survivor
and all that chose to die

praying for the hopeless
although this death surrounds
reminding with each tear drop
that hits the bloodsoaked ground

remember all the ages
that died here, two by two
this night so full of mem'ries
and yet survived, so few

shadows cross the sidewalk
entwining as they go
crying for our savior
though, she's gone, we know

falling down to nothing
with tears for all our scars
dried up in devotion
yet bleeding out the stars

lost within creation
falling still, so slow
perfecting life with silence
yet noise is all we know

celestial, yet binding
this wish for healing wounds
built on life's reflection
and mem'ries lost too soon

walking down the sidewalk
with footsteps caught up
in the moonlight
setting the stage for disaster
in the midst of tranquility

paging through life's reflections
skipping whole paragraphs
just to get ahead...
closer to the best parts
everything must be rushed
you know

looking up at the moon
only to see him smiling
back at me
watching the stumbling
in my uneven gait

reflecting through 
the night here
with only life before me
while innocence
follows close behind
occasionally tripping
in the darkness

we follow these stories
laughing at the jokes
grieving at the loss
reading each impression
between the lines and
between the memories
hoping to find
all that we've lost

walking down this sidewalk
cascaded with moonlight
we fall into that tranquility
forgetting so quickly
the lessons life teaches