Patterns In The Ivy 2

Without you I cannot confide in anythingThe hope is pale designed in light of dreams you bringSummer's gone, the day is done soon comes the nightBiding time, leaving the line and out of sightIt runs in me, your poison seething in my veinsThis skin is old and stained by late September rainsA final word from me would be the first for youThe rest is long but I'll go on inside and throughOne moonlit shadow on the wallDisrupted in its own creationVeiled in the darkness of this fallIs this the end - manifestation