Radiant Constellations

A long time have cycled We're now grown up adults We've seen the seasons pass And our beloved die What remains of us now ? Only withering memories Even in summer, we feel so cold and numb Our limbs frozen by time Can you hear the clock ticking ? Can you feel our souls fading ? Can you see the stars circling ? Can you touch my fading skin ? Can you hear bombs exploding ? Can you feel the burning winds ? Can you see the world dying ? Can you touch our bones melting ? Where are you, golden days of yore ? Smells of primrose, hyacinths, marigolds ? Where are you, bright nights of old ? Chant of crickets and dancing moths ? We harvest what we have done But cosmic clock will never stop Light will shine decades after us Stars will still grow up Even if now the skies are grey Full of despair and disarray Even if hope is fading away Light always chase the darkest days What remains of us now ? Only withering memories Every day it's a waltz of falling leaves And our bygone childhood is farther every year Can you hear the clock ticking ? Can you feel our souls fading ? Can you see the stars circling ? Can you touch my fading skin ? Can you hear bombs exploding ? Can you feel the burning winds ? Can you see the world dying ? Can you touch our bones melting ?