• The sands swept me away,
    From that sad day.
    On the sands wander I,
    Free under the blue sky.

    Visions of you
    Painful but not new,
    Appear in the simmering sun,
    While I continue to run.

    Our bond was tested,
    My hope for you evaporated,
    This baked earth sings of lament,
    Saturated with tears of torment.

    Still standing am I,
    under this simmering sky.
    Yet, you will never see,
    Why I wished to flee.