Death Of An Idle Lyrics

Hope is vague

Nothing to look forward to

Another day of emptiness

The sun, the trees and the wind will make

Shadows that dance in the air

The eye will strain to find the figures that

Are really only in the wind

Look, look, look

Ever deeper into the shadows in hope of

Seeing the answer

Searching but why

Deeper, deeper, deeper

Until there is only darkness

The wind forcing its way through the trees

The limbs bending ever so slightly from the

Resistence of the leaves

And the sound, like the swish of a whirlewind

And the draining of spirits

Ne're a cloud should make a sound

For fear of being overcome by the sun

Qiuck, qwiver and chill, oh shout

The passing of bodies that never stop to stay

Occasionally asking directions then

Disreguarding advice

The yawn of frustration from a tired old body

The floatation of a flower petal being

Carried off by the wings of the mind

Smoke dissapating in the air

An abundance of love, with no one to share

The cry of a child who is not there

Loneliness

Anger

Sorrow

Deep depression

A hungry thought in want of nourishment

A restless stomach asking to be pleased

A sip of hard spirits to break the chill of the air

And sleep, the offer that does not come soon enough

Please sleep, come and join me

Such is the Death of an Idle