Beautiful

this is my heaven and this is my hell"where are the depths that make me fall intowhere is the walk that made me fall with youwhere are the depths, at them I starewhere is the walk that made me darewhere are those impressions that I knewnow all I have are memories of youwhere are those eyes, so nearwhere is sometime agoI crucify my sadnessbut just like Jesus it remainsI bury my tearsbut I know the seeds are fertilepassion isn't everlastingthoughts rise anywayI set my memories on firewill-o'-the-wisps never guide a way55 years ago a god departed