I can't find friends
Where could they possibly be?
Oh the weather's not fair
I wasn't thinking you see
I know they existed
In fantasy and myth
That gave me hope
And the trust that comes with
But my life has grown hard
I need them here now
I was there for them
But out they bow
But there are good folks
Didn't mean to knock them all
With you at your lowest points
They visit an call
I am just a skeptic
Experience has changed me
It's just my broken heart talking
Feel free to disagree.

(Part 01)

As the dawn arrived,
the cold breeze
swept the
belt of
yellow sand
with her fragile
delicate fingertips,
till the sun
dipped low
and
melted into
the seas of tears,
for the moon
to take a
flight
into the skies
to have a ballet
with the
stars.