- Tides of Time -

- EPICA (Design Your Universe) -

You were always there to hold my hand

When times were hard to understand

But now the tides of time have turned

They keep changing

 

Seasons range, but you remained the same

A steady head, a sun to rain

You'll be the light that's shining bright

High above me

 

Autumn gold losing hold

We are leaves meant to fall

There is meaning to all that fades

 

Freezing winds were stayed by warming words

To touch your headling to the hurt

I'll treasure every lesson learned to the embers

 

Fire fails, blushes pale

We will, answer the call

There's a meaning to all our

 

Seeds of eulogy to sow along with dreams

Fill the need that can leave us grieving alone

 

Frail is our beauty in the end

But all we count is sentiment

 

A memory stays to guise the way

and whisper

 

Don't lose sight, don't deny

We are leaves meant to fall,

there's a meaning to all our

 

Seeds of eulogy to sow along with dreams

Fill the need that can leave us grieving alone

A symphony resounding in our minds

Guides us through what we knew

would come all a long

 

Sometimes I feel I don't have the words

Sometimes I feel I'm not being heard

And then I fear I'm feeling nothing more

 

Sometimes I feel I don't want this change

I think we all have to rearrange

And now I feel there's no one losing more

 

Seeds of eulogy to sow along with dreams

Fill the need that can leave us grieving alone

A symphony resounding in our minds

Guides us through

as you hear me

as you do,

as you need me

 

Making true

 

What we knew would come all along

Done