[Antenyx]

Undying

It’s not over
The evergreen flower of sentiment
Is blooming radiant as ever
Winter is but a wistful summer night

I know that memory never lies
The past has never passed away
The old tune still echoes in the air
Carrying obstinate phantasms

It’s not over, it never is
Bruised and weary I cherish
The promise of bliss tattooed on my skin

Lou