Running In The Labyrinth

The notes are falling now,

Like an heavy thing,

I take this dream, again,

The smile of a new song.

But tears streamed down her face,

But tears streamed down her face.

RUNNING IN THE LABYRINTH,

OVER A USELESS TIME,

STEADY HAMMERING,

I WILL FLY AGAIN.

And I will be the winner,

Of a raving life,

And I will know the things,

The white and black of death.