Where are you now, spirits young?
You remnants of forgotten days
Echoes of sad songs we've sung
Of bitter thoughts and ways

What are you now, flesh and blood?
Oh, weapons in the senseless war
Victims of a raging flood
That no one bargained for

Keepers of the lock and key
That binds my soul and seals my fate
Do you know the part of me
That loved, but far too late?

We all have unwholesome stuff
There's good and bad in everyone
Have I learned not soon enough
To mend the damagе done?

I'll not ask for giving grace
Just that you try to understand
And in timе, perhaps
We'll face each other's outstretched hand

For with trust, we'll build the dam
That stops the flood and ends the war
Then we may know who I am
And what and where you are