Dustflow

Nothing and nothing I seeNothing and nothing I hearWhen the seasons changeWhen the children playIn these clouded daysThe doubts will stayRight by my sideIn flood and tideDust soaks my eyesMy love is deniedThe sun and the moon and the starsIf someone could tell who you areBut the seasons fledAnd the Blackbirds deadAll the doubts will stayRight by my sideIn flood and tideDust soaks my eyesMy love is denied