The Final Rest (Octavia Sperati)

I am waiting, waiting for the words to come Silence is taking, taking up the space that... ? Naked skin wrapped in showers of silver... ? Sun's out defrosting years of clogged up strain Two tied up souls inhaling Searching for their own lived lives Longing to flush upon its shore to come to final rest Venomous clouds throw the sun into a shade The drunken earth begs for her as the sky is missing its moon My world is shaking, breaking up the solid ground Slowly I'm waking, waking up to see through years of pain Drunken soul sinking, drowning in its misery Clear eyes are watching, staring at the vast sun Slow rivers of golden memories Shivering down their broken spine Longing to flush upon its shore to come to final rest Venomous clouds throw the sun into a shade The drunken earth begs for her as the sky is missing its moon