We Can’t Stop What’s Coming The The

So here you live
Trapped inside the days
Your pen moving across the page
Back to where? It has begun
Uncoiled, unspun
What you were, what you will become
The days, setting with the sun

Wake up it's time to go
The taste of tears still in your throat
Silence from your songs
Reminds us, when you are gone
We can't hate the river for flowing
Can't blame the wild wind blowing
Can't slow time from running
We can't stop what's coming

The Bonfire is burning
The birds returning
An owl by night
A mourning crow
Inside a shadow that grows
A darkness in the darkness
A stranger on the shore
Outside of your window
Knocking on your door
When there is rain it pours
'Til there is pain, no more