Coming to a close are the hedges of life
The stars shine but the heart no longer swoons
How can it be that all decency has gone missing?
How can it be that all evil has gone missing?
That which has been given has been taken away
All is gone.
What is left?
Soon the doors will be shut; make haste
Run as fast as your porcelain legs can carry you
Swift are the wings but downtrodden are the thoughts
