I'm sitting on this Boulevard - the one of Horrors Past -
In the prevailing Winds and Snow; I'm letting my world fall down.
Your eyes are on me, I can feel them looking through the tumbling Mist.
Always watching to keep me safe; always watching to make sure
That I don't slip away in the Night and never come back.
You, Brother, are always watching that I never leave you.
Still, there will be a time I'll have to say goodbye.
So, I sit and watch the Snow and feel your eyes upon me,
Sifting through the falling Mist to find the answers to Questions Unspoken.
I can feel that I've failed you this time, Brother.
Maybe it's better I leave you to live your life in peace -
These Bonds that tie us aren't strong enough to pull us through.
The Mist is watching us and covering our Eyes and Paths.
Some day Winter will end, Brother, and we will have our chance
And I promise Spring will bring the sweetest Flowers to you.
Your eyes are faint and their Lights begin to burn out,
But hold them fast, Brother