Slowly... Flying silent. Touching the wind as it sadly sings for me.. Aging on the outside. With my youth in my empty hands. Lost all that I was living for live no longer. Couldn't resist looking in her eyes. I saw myself tears were falling. The seas of her eyes reflected my old age. Youth grows old like winter follows spring. Faster... Falling kingdom. Dancers on winter winds. they dance... for me. Nature's ways. Life can't always be controlled. Controlled by fear. Scared of months and years fear no longer. Time leaves it's mark. The years come but never go. Masked is my face. The mask of age will fall hide no longer. Couldn't resist looking in her eyes. I saw myself tears were falling. The seas of her eyes reflected my old age