I discern a subtle stream
Converging in the quiet 
Just behind the silence

My mind has slipped inside it
I can feel a past being fed me
second hand
Future s misled me
Second hand futures misled me
I feel a fate being fed me

To devour my memories
In a single sitting
Teems the only means
The only means befitting

reunion with my beloved 
reunion with the sun
reunion with the stars
reunion with the sun

Though I know
Endless dawn awaits
Still I rotate at the gate
To watch my life escape
Never turning as [bad word] 
My reunion with the sun
Never turning as [bad word] 

I discern a subtle stream
Converging in the quiet 
Just behind the silence
My mind has slipped inside it