Dusk is falling and I’m standing at the shores
of what may come to pass and all that’s been before
 
Broken promises breed broken dreams
Nothing was quite what it seemed
And every time I grasped for that golden ring
I fell to the ground with a silent scream
 
Clinging to memories I know can never last
ignoring the future so that I might live in the past
Either drown in the tides or give in to life’s chaotic flow
but you’ll never move on until you can finally learn to let go
 
Do I trust my instincts or heed reasons voice?
Go full circle or stay the course?
Either way leads to pain…
How do you make that kind of choice?
 
The dawn is breaking and it’s time to decide
if I am to stay, or leave this all behind.