Visions of men never known

Never seen, never heard, never

shown

Characters lying in wait

Responsible figures of

fate

With memories and faces as long as their hate

Paths and the angles of light

Find their way into my

eye

Recorded and logged for a time

Some living, some

loving, some dying



There are factors rearranged every

time

The phrases, the angles, so fine

Sunken valleys

and decades of crime

Distant seasons

A smile that was

quoted as mine



Paths and the angles of light

Find their way into my eye

Recorded and logged for a

time

Some living, some loving, some dying