All These Years - Sylvan

In a corner of her head lies a known but dead-end place

Where the torments hunt her down since she found Pandora’s case

In her hand she holds a note

It was buried here all those painful years, all her life

… and it strikes her down!

As she sinks down on the floor, as she cries

Just to deplore the disgrace with tears on her face:

What have you done?

Why did you throw me away?

My dear, did I quite let you down?

And I thought I followed you through all these years…

My love, I was always around!

I was the cold wind

Brought you shivers of fears!

In her mind the time stands

Still and no sound can reach her ear

Singularity of sense… then the words just reappear

They were written long ago, soaked in tearfulness

A bitter consequence… even now

… and it strikes her down!

All the relics of this world

All the reasons they were kept in this case…

She screams in a rage

Mother, you lied!

How could you throw me away?

My dear, did I quite let you down?

And I thought I followed you through all these years…

My love, I was always around!

I was the cold wind, brought you shivers of fears!

Hold me, tight… enough for me now…

Lead me, right… enough for me now…

Know me, wise… enough for me now…

Show me, in sight…