fairy tale

a broken staff remains on the hard ground
not one more sign that i've ever been here
my absence won't be worth a single tear

shadow and light have never made a sound
but scream most clearly when the end is near
a broken staff remains on the hard ground

stars in the west have gone the sky around
they've had no sense of what you had to bear
nor could they know the sentiment of fear
a broken staff remains on the hard ground