The samurai end
A way of life swept a side...

Our journey is over and I don't know what to...
You were my dream I thought had come true...

All this emotion is taking me over,
where are you, now that I need you...

A chilling wind blows over me,
out of the darkness a hand reaches forth...

Drifting from conciseness,
Sweeping abyss consumes swiftly...

Propelling through,
empty night streets...

Cold over there?
sit in that chair...

How did we come to this,
Baffling.. Ones perception...

Pitter patter with a bit of splatter,
They call me... Precipitation...

First time spoke,
Passion evoke...

Losing my wife and a way of life,
least I still have you as a friend...

Holding you,
watching you smile...