We sat at the mountain's peak,
Watching helplessly as the nature's blast seep through our pores.
We've lived this day in yesterday
We've seen what the future has in store for us.
The summer's breeze is the plasma,
It paints our sinful deeds in white in this black world.
The gush of wind travels on guilts back,
We sat, living our today in the day before.
The beautiful waterfall is our past,
The receiving cold rock is our present.
This is the day of future's past,
The day our diluted green rose lost its essence.
We've lived this day in yesterday,
We've lived yesterday in this day.
Our present is now gone with wind
And our yonder future followed suit.