I see the growing trees The light within the leaves My eyes are half awake From myths I dared to dream I spot a golden star It carries an old song It whispers in my ear Some words I cannot hear Where have you gone? “Await the midnight sun” Not sure where this will go But I’m starting to amend All ends they bloom a start And we begin again This time I will embrace All winds of bitter taste From them I will, now, hear Words spoken to my ear Feeling my feet in the sand I let it all go All that I've ever had "Please, you'll get yourself hurt" My ego screams But it knows not what it always does