There was a time not long ago
When life was bright as sun on snow
When all the strife was understood
When war was fought without the blood.

A summer's dream, her hand in mine
A sea without the sand and brine
A face that knew the pain of deeds
An orchid fresh amongst the weeds.

Time moves on without restraint
Souls are ruined and left to waste
A modern age, brave and strong
Suffocation in the throng.

Summer's love, bound to fail
Cast aside for winter's hail
And though we're grateful for the past
We knew too well it couldn't last.

Youth is fleeting, love's not free
Spend them in good company
Think too much and miss the prize
Left with loss to analyse.

The bond we had has gone astray
With the wind, it blew away
And though each night comes cold and dull
The sunrise follows, round and full.