A lonesome boat in the harbor rocks insanity.
Big waves of the black sea roll across the white sands that fade into darkness for eternity.
Far from the life giving drops of rain are predators in the city of shadows.
Feelings from the last solemn breezes blow.
As the evening sun fades slowly into the night, the pavement glistens like cracked glass
from the earlier evening rain.
A lack of silence remains.
In the city of shadows, screaming voices creep in the corner of your mind.
Visions of the garden where the flowers died.
The dark alley reveals the emptiness of peace within your soul,
and death reveals the cold, cold truth way beneath the black crumbled earth.
Slapped with a strike of lightning disrupting the fall of silence where secrets crawl to hide,
in the foxholes of ones mind.
In the city of shadows bewildered minds tick with the time of the clock.
Breath by breath falls perfectly out of place and darkness opens a new gate.
Tunes of the violin slowly fade away.
A new awakening to blindness in the city of shadows.
