The Falconer

I walk down amongst the ruins and past glories shattered me...

     It comes, and it goes.
     It's there, and it's not.
     I'm better, and I'm worse.

Elysian decays, answers that we are finding...

Just a memory. An orange car. A faded shirt. As it should be. As it would have always been. Everything moves on. No man left behind. Turning and turning, the widening gyre, the falcon cannot hear the falconer. Track 3 becomes track 7, just as it always does.

     Just like that.

Waters of perfection fade...

     It comes, it goes.
     It's there, it's not.
     I'm ..better

      You'll never see the water flow
      You'll never see the water flow
      You'll never see the water flowing.