as time goes by all eventually comes full circle just turning end for end where benightedness tip the scales and once the fire has been lit the mind s eye closes anew through endless ages ever lapsing into old ways a denied tomorrow calling on yesterday headway in reverse only shadows reach the light of day another sun now sets within on the torn apart not to be found again therein bleeding dry the heart once more a dawn now wearing thin broken work of art a can of worms incisive burns of the dark whatever comes now nothing but a reflection bygone restored continuum and the tide is on the turn a denied tomorrow calling on yesterday headway in reverse only shadows reach the light of day  another sun now sets within on the torn apart not to be found again therein bleeding dry the heart once more a dawn now wearing thin broken work of art a can of worms incisive burns of the dark ruins laid in without cause source less call for silence self supporting fear unaware abidance firm like ropes of sand past that go for nothing come lethean tears another sun now sets within on the torn apart not to be found again therein bleeding dry the heart once more a dawn now wearing thin broken work of art a can of worm incisive burns of the dark another sun now sets within on the torn apart not to be found again therein bleeding dry the heart once more a dawn now wearing thin broken work of art a can of worm incisive burns of the dark