The light shall dim one day;
Our life will then find a new way.
Dreams will awake in a strange world;
Life will be unwounded and curled.
It will be the time at the height;
With the stars flowering all the light.
It will be the end of a wrinkled era,
And start of a new innocent age.
Leave no one who will be hurt;
And purify the heart filled with dirt.
Frame it as a beautiful escape;
From the world of harbours in a drape.
Put on the best black on yourself,
And words in the best in your bookshelf.
Come down to the place of God;
And leave as if nothing is odd.
The celebration of the soul will fade away,
And we will be waiting for the next and the next and the next…