Echoes Before Dawn

The dawn arrives without your name,Soft echoes stir an empty room.I chase the sky that looks the same,Yet feel your absence bloom.Soft echoes stir an empty room,The chair you loved collects the dust.Yet feel your absence bloom,I keep our memories out of rust.The chair you loved collects the dust,The clock ticks slow, its hands unsure.I keep our memories out of rust,As time forgets what love was…

Echoes Before Dawn