trying destinies for us..
delays in times and existences..
astounding realities and malice in those eyes..
drops of poison going down, with the flow and gentle steps walking by..
around, once again, the little sailors have been forgotten..
no one else in the horizon and no stars shining above..
'cause after all.. you disappeared before you even showed up..
and no regrets or sorrows of what we could have lived..
sighs of hope going away.. deals of trust all shut down..